Lyrics:
to you spit your rap someone else wrote
Used to get beat up by the big kids
Used to let the big kids steal my big wheel
And I wouldn't do shit but just
was I, so give him my email on a fly
And if it sound good, then I reply uh
Tell me what you know about dreams, what you know about having faith
In
you all dance, hold the hammer to your's
jig and big rock ice, no cracks or flaws
everybody got a part to play, back to yours
run up in your crib now,
obtains the stain, will gain a rain
That pours, it soars my brain to yours
Ordained by law to train the poor
I'll make sure that there ain't gonna be no
the weak-ah.
Speak when spoken to
Yeah I broke a few.
And by the way I was hoping you
Had a freak for me and a freak for you.
I make her do for us
The same
a pimp I like to keep on deck?
In house pussy any minute any sec.
....and let your draws drop next
I don't think you know what you do to me, ya bring me
Every every time gotta make it through
Things all turn out in vain
And I swear I'll be by your side forever more
To protect you from any kind of pain
Your breasts you raise your arms
Above your head in that way you usually do
When you want me to please you
A kind of signal between us that
I intend
'm starting to blend in more, school this shit helps for sure
I'm getting more self-assured than I've ever been before
Plus no one picks on me anymore, I done
Where did we go wrong?
Where did we lose our faith?
My brother is in need
But can he depend on me
Do you think if one of you tried
Maybe you
Called by nature, mind raised in Asia
Since you was tricked, I had to raise ya
From the cradle to the grave
But remember, you're not a slave
'Cause we
sound
Is my life force and
That Lady Gaga is the mystery that carries it
Chromatica can't end
It's how I make sense of things
That's what you should tell
And everyone thinks he died
Except a crazy girl with a secret lover who
Keeps her satisfied
It's so nice to be insane
No one asks you to explain
Radio by
Hey girl in the strobing light
What your mama never told ya
Is love hurts when you do it right
You can cry when you get older
Young boy by
stall
Stutter, softer than melted butter
There's no other word, go ask your mother
Hard solid as your city
Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that
the fool spit
One shot could make a nigga do a full flip
See the nigga layin' shocked when the bullet hit
Oh hey ma, how you, know niggas wanna buy you
Ordained by law to train the poor
I'll make sure that there ain't gonna be no more
It's a treachery hidden up the sleeves of men
Magic will only
it do? You can call me Dogg
Let me just check your sheet
No problem, sir, let me just say
I'm a big fan of the shit that y'all make
I can't lie, I been
a week bustin that trey-pound
I would never ask you to wait around
But how do a white sandy beach in St. Tropez sound?
And no more outta town trips on that
Everything we do be blowing, better get on the ground
It ain't safe no more, it ain't safe no more (nigga)
He keeps it wicked by creating the sound
That
Diamonds are forever
They won't leave in the night
I've no fear that they might
Desert me
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
Throw your
feel like you're too close
But you swallow another dose
The pinnacle of happiness
Filling up your soul
You don't think you can take any more
You
fucking crew
What can you do? Go get your crew
Do you want (What)
Do you want (What)
Shit, now you nigga's know my damn status
Ain't no shame in my game
I
Fly-By-The-Seat-Of-His-Pants parasail
Fall, hit the trampoline, bounce and grab a pair of stilts
And I ain't wearin' zilch, zip, zero, nothing, no, nada
Like your father
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