Lyrics:
spitting and
Everybody's just spitting
And what it sound like
When everybody sound alike
What you sound like
Bumpin' 'em on a round mic?
I don't even sound
and deliver 'til they pump my liver
And I'ma spit it, like it get it, kinda self, but I'm fine
I'd rather live by what I live by, then die when I'm fine
I'm
like a clover babe
No I don't need nomore closure babe
I feel it all when I'm sober babe
I guess I'm the bad guy
Guess I'm the villain
I'm like the joker
and shit (New opp new opp)
Shit is too hot brodie pass me the grip, I don't gotta bang I was made for this shit
I was fourteen when I got me a lick, I ran
up reasons for not wanting to hang out
It's too late for a blaze up, I'm trynna black out
I just wanna be by myself
I don't wanna be with nobody else
straight up and down, Johnny done those
I got loud ice, just like Paul Wall
Shining down South, brighter than all y'all
When it's time to get your jewelry
don't know too much
See I had a plan with my nigga Dan
That this nigga Paul overheard
Since he hung with Dan
He thought he could buss a move
When we went
And I produced the track
So you don't have to ask who it is when this shit knocks (Turn up!)
So bring clairvoyance to this bangin and I'mma keep on saying
on the first night
When you and me would kiss at night
Remember what we tripped like
Why don't it feel like felt on the first night
Now it's so hard
The works of flesh are dead
And dead faith isn't any better
I'm saved by grace
But each choice is mine to choose
Co-laboring with Jesus, like Paul
Is nothing
is my mistress,
Boys dey in my mentions
Saying I should spit it,
Like Akan will be the biggest if you really dey feel it,
Last year I
wanna ball
I just wanna ball
Always been the underdog
Now I just wanna ball
When it's time to do it know I'm never hesitating
And even when you see me
charge, but
I got a hunch like your back when it's arching
When I start attacking your squadron
You'll feel like MasterCard when I'm charging
So take
even think about sleep
When we creep, niggaz goin down for the count
It ain't sweet, fuck around and knock money out
C'mon fella, you don't want the dog
really benefit from their inspired words
It's awesome scope and depth! Consider this! if
Paul and Moses were never to have written their
Inspiration?
love what you do, do what you feel
Then I know you gonna mark my words
I drop shit like birds
And it's about the time for yo' ass to get served
im on beach
But I feel like im lost at sea
Got more rhythm than Paul Stanley
He can't even stand me
I keep my walkers strutting six got it lit
Till
question
I'd like to call my next eyewitness Mr. Paul Dejour
Paul could tell us what happened inside the store?
(Scarred for life)
Yeah, it was about
its fruit
That's why I am never on mute
Don't treat me like Saul
My call is Paul
J got me out on parole
Yes, my heart had a hole
But now I am a whole
on the side of Babylon, trying to front like he's down with
Mount Zion (yeah)
Ooh la la la
It's the way that we rock when we're doing our thing
Ooh la la
is running with that telekinesis
So through the speakers feel my thesis vibrate
There questions that we don't even know to ask
So when you look down
a jab
And when time is up, hey you know you been stabbed
Don't get me wrong, I'm from a positive essence
Pourin the knowledge till I beat your
Dogg
Concentration fu-fuck it I'm feeling
Just like Adolf blow a nigga face off
Don't see you niggas no Ray Charles
Smh emoji the face palm
Didn't even
denying it
I'm tryna rise my rank in the world, towered by many men
They could buck and roar all they want, I went like 0-10
It don't make a difference when
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