Lyrics:
making him mean as a snake
When Amos Moses was a boy
His daddy would use him for alligator bait
Tie a rope around his base and throw him in the swamp
making him mean as a snake
When Amos Moses was a boy
His daddy would use him for alligator bait
Tie a rope around his base and throw him in the swamp
a canvas
That's why I'm Motivated By Pain
I use the music as an outlet
They don't even feel my pain
They just watch how I make things happen
Tryna stay safe
gave a fuck 'cause your music and that was kinda alright
But 21 what, one got knocked?
Nah lad ain't gonna let that slide
Time to ride in my X5 with
forty-five: increase his cuddle time
One hundred loving ways
There are one hundred ways to love a cat
One hundred loving ways
Way forty-six: be sure to watch
to hit 'em
While his children be with 'em, bag drops
Slide up and twist 'em
Thirsty for clout on your laptop
That's how you get finished
Homie was cappin'
of strangers laying her down
In these hotels making her rounds
To feel wanted for 15 minutes
Then it's back to breaking down
Phone full of cell phone numbers
But
To my girls who went crazy, my n- who made them
Bump it real loud 'til it comes on again
Cause this is Mt. Vernon music
Fueled by the night so the pimps
album and it's gonna be great!"
And I'm
Taking all of the love and all the advice
And I am making music whatever the sacrifice
But never faking, 'cause I
Catch the story of my life on VH1 Behind The Music
(Ladies & Gentlemen), The starting line ups at home
We got four emcees and that's five with DJ
When it comes to writing music i be by myself
Surrounded by a sound it's better for my health
Lyrics on a page like a book on a shelf
The story
a class clown
I was just like 12, in the 6th grade,
i was all by myself, I was afraid
and people used to yell, always thru shade
making me feel like shit so
a seventh grade education
Raised a family by the sweat of his brow
I didn't think we had much then
But boy do I know different now
'Cause we had music
Yeah,
your year's gonna come
You didn't live by the pipe or the gun to be like me
Waitin for my turn to burn
and get a million-five, and a tax return
that be
about in life was the music
It saved his life and calmed his brain down when it wanted to kill
Or lay his body on the debt filled with dozens of bills
Hi, my name is JME
there was a time when radio played me
'Cause my music came from my heart
it was real to me but now it's a par
I'm here
baby get your dream on.
When they finally wake they'll be like wait he got his team on?
I'm just tryna Malcolm Xs these hoes by any means dog.
Can't you
friend, my hero, was killed by a drunk driver in
a head-on collision. He died instantly.
I couldn't even bring myself to go to his funeral.
My agony was so
to this?
Is America just that pissed?
The world is really run by d*cks
His Bentley’s in the parking lot, see if you can meet him
Making a trademark a week
That's right, that's right, monsieur
Keep walking this way!
You can't win her, not by making her your prisoner
Raoul
No, stay back!
I'm here,
and repping the street, I'm
Doing music and I'm writing beast rhymes
But my V-Slimes, had no weak minds
Got with the music, started a group and we shine
Time will tell I put my heart and soul through this music
This is for the kids whose parents tell them that they're useless
Praying to the lord cause
Now I'm making this music dog I swear this shit was heaven-sent
I used to look up to God ask him when he gonna bring blessings in
I'm racing down in
Music
Athre Subhaa da Munda Dil da sweet a
Kadey v na cheti kite man da defeat a
Thank you Haterz
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