Lyrics:
On my life, I want the front page
Uh, ninety-nine bitches in the driveway
Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm
Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm
These chum niggas gettin' served by the day
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
has served him worse than that for he's bound him to the cart
So they've wheeled him around and around the field till they've come unto a barn
of hundred and one
On the daily, that's why it pays me
And over three billion served, yeah, I'm runnin' this like Mickey D
So drive through
If I let you
The bloodstained blade of an irreverent man
The bodies laid slain with intestines hand
Dismal slaughter
Fills the altar
Nothing else served
In this house
lineage bears
Sons of Shem, Talmudic tribes
Sacred text served to heal
Wounded pride
Salvation sought
Through but one portal
By deception thou shalt
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I got this chick named blockhead she stay in Bankhead
she got 4,5 friends that a serve u till u red
she served me in my Nover she served me in my
served
cause we stick therefore we can
cause we stick therefore we can
cause we stick therefore we can
breakdown, endtime
hey fool haven't you heard?
the runner
Served a couple tours, I ain't ever whipped a Hummer
Realest mother fucker, ever make it out the gutter
I'm a rapper (Rapper)
Used to be a trapper
turn
When you gone learn
And karma come back like a boomerang you getting served
Now you concerned
When you gone learn
And we don't fabricate it
Served me for the hell of it but she supposed to be celibate lawd
She say that I'm the greatest like Big Poppa
She say she'll always love me like Big
I'm broken but forgoten
My meaning is gone
Beat your bone shattering judgment
It's the dish best served cold
The dish best served cold
Or is
served his call
You used to tell me you're a prisoner and
That you needed to get out
That you always had a vision you'd come
Running the next time he
Won't
Take away mistakes
So
I'm gon walk away
(Away)
And
Don't try to replicate
This love served on your plate
Can't bite the hand that waits
You
think that there is hell to pay
And when due dilligence is served, I'll be in wonderland parades
So torn in half, oh I may just eat at myself
A honeyed
served a phene
This dope I cook is pure
I got it straight from Medellin
Hands off do not touch
Cause you get burned
No meddling
I can paint a picture
Regrets are best served cold
With a side of ice and whiskey
Now I'm scared of growing old
The sound of childhood laughter
Comes back to me in a rush
My battered heart
Deep fried in oil
You served it up
On kitchen towel
You shook it dry
Under the fanlight
My battered heart
Come take a bite
When I
a confession using force and torture
Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live guilty until proven innocent
Salem justice is served
Puritans claim treason satan is
It's a normal Butchers day
No one knows his meats name
It's a normal Butchers day
Freshly served every Monday
"Allright folks, gather around, gather
Or are we aiming for the
Clearer way to get us locked in a mirror
I ain't here to get blocked and served on a duck
Locked in chains
But then again,
For nothing served the evolution of men!
For nothing served the evolution of men
Shouts of Earth opaques my voice
Gods hits us whit the same whip
money and dope served on platters
They callin' me Escobar
What do it do
I could have you dead tomorrow
And your family too
We blowin' like propane
they'll have your head
Angel of despair don't redeem yourself
Please never take me back to Wonderland
It's driving me insane
But justice has been served
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