Lyrics:
Damn I hate rappers, don't call me that
If you called it how you seen it
You would call me real rap
I don't fabricate shit
All I do is keep it real eat,
me, the whole pop world, you know
This is a phat beat, by the way
And I'm talkin' P-H phat
Thank you to, uh, DJ Lethal for this phat beat
Did you
You'll never stop
My praises and thanks
When I wanna drop
The Lord is my strength
You think that you won
But you don't have a clue
Because when you
feedin' for weeks
Have you ever had that feeling?
No guarantees, Lord please, can't bring back the past
Can't buy time either, so I guess what's
to gain (monsieur, I beg you, do not do this)
It's clear to all, the girl's insane (this will seal his fate)
Gran Dio, che imbroglio
If you don't
'm fucking the breezy, bobbing or weaving
And I promise baby mama by the morning you leaving
You see, everything I do hot, so you can call him Percy
Full
shit
I be on til infinity
Don't predict, bitch, what I'm gonna do
'Cause chances are I've outdone you
And most of my so called enemies
Spit your
know that's obvious
I'm bigger than all of this
Six-figures without packing no angel dust, uh
I thought I told you that I'm here to win
You better
and death's your motto
Like Zorro, I mark my territory with a symbol
Not with a Z, but a P, 'cause Punishment's what I resemble
I lend you this if it expands
and death's your motto
Like Zorro, I mark my territory with a symbol
Not with a Z, but a P, 'cause Punishment's what I resemble
I lend you this if it expands
If I told you my story
Would you see Christ (Ayee)
If I showed you my scars
Would you think twice (I would)
Take a walk inside my shoes
What that
what I do
Let you put that together without glue without stue, fast life
Built a time machine in my past like
A horror story about as long as Fukushima
to us
But if it can happen to the famous
What makes you think you exempt
R.I.P to Kobe and his daughter
And to everyone on the plane
But your life's
needed you to come save the day Lord
But hey
Living without a father figure?
What does the future hold for me
If he's not here to help me figure?
Well, I
a gift of his son
He's given us a gift of life
He's given us a gift of lights
You know what you asked has been done
You know that your answer's not long
strong within
That when it came my fig leaves blew off in the wind
You left me naked at the cross
I am saved by your thorns
And without them we wouldn't
serve the Lord say yeah (yeah, yeah)
Tell me where to go and I'll say (yeah, yeah)
Tell me what to do and I'll say ee yay (yeah, yeah)
Because I trust you
violence
The E with the criminal behavior
Yeah, I'm a gangster, but still I got flavor
Without a gun and a badge, what do you got?
A sucker in uniform
I close my eyes, and thank the Lord, for all He's done, and what He continues to do
And I don't know, where I would be, without Him, in my life
goon shit
Everyday wake up GoonRich
I took my Glock nigga on a honeymoon
Stick up cuz, see what buddy do
Love you Goon, should've trust you
We ain't
knew
I said if you only knew
All the shit I been through
Homie you would just do you
Niggas be doing too much man real shit
If you only knew what I been
Pay me out in Ferenheit, hit me with a pay raise
Hit 'em with a verse no need for a hook
Dictionary next to me, I do it by the book
Man, you
on the dance floor like what it do
What it don't do I heard the homie reply
Distracted by this cutie pie who I used to exercise with in the past
Of course it
to love
You motherfucker
Baby you know,
You know just what to do
I know you know the truth
And we will never lose
There's no me, without no you
I give my
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