Lyrics:
Three
She is all about acrylic and anime
Bringing blessings
Banishing bad vibes
Belly full of bad jokes
And cheap wine
Always gathering
Always
and a way of my own
When my man starts kicking I let him find another home
I get full of good liquor, walk the streets all night
Go home and put my man out
I want why'all to bust some shit man
And tell these niggas man, that why'all invented
That motherfucking for, every motherfucking body
And they
things ain't what they used to be
Radiation underground and in the sky
Animals and birds who live near by are dying.
Oh mercy mercy me
Ah things ain't
greedy I got mad friends with Benz's
C-notes by the layers, true fuckin' players (uh)
Jump in the Rover and come over
Tell your friends jump in the GS3
I was young and I was reckless man
Moved out at seventeen and made my momma mad
I thought I had it all figured out
A pocket full of pills
needn't bother you You're initiated into a higher truth
It's a breeze to say fuck it' when your belly's full Your white dick got you feeling like you're
enough
Are you man enough to call my bluff
I know things that you don't know
So take it from me cause I said so
Belly up in a waste of time, do you believe
the wheel of a colt 45
With a clip full of ether and a bucket full of gas
And a belly full of turpentine
Tommy made sure there was no one in danger
By
of our daily routine
Distraction from taking action
Full of synthetic satisfaction by dopamine hits
From swipe, likes, and captions
Comparison is
the nerve to let your man riff
And start flakin' like dandruff
C'mon son my steelo's tight
Cause by far I'm the best producer on the mic
Born to write,
Thrown off the bridge
To the river by the ridge
Was the iron mountain baby
A man walking by
Said he heard a little cry
And he found him in
the girls are looking fine
And apart from money
That's the only thing that's on my mind
Short skirts, belly tops, fake tan
String vests with the bra
a life, put in work on the tracks
They wanna knock man down but I'm still right here and I'm fighting
Full belly, and I keep coming back strong like
There's a happy ever after land
Even in the heart of man
Where a prince or princess abide
But all we get are glimpses
Of the handsome prince or princess
Mind your own motherfucker, let a man be a man
I can tear shit up y'all 'cause that's my style
And these are the days of wild - hit me! (Hold onto
Man ah born troublesome youth
Eager fi go shoot
Rounds up the team set ready fi the loot
Heart full
me.
Ah things ain't what they used to be.
No, no, no, radiation underground and in the sky;
Animals and birds who live near by are dying oh,
Oh
hand, and a belly full of brew
Faulty's life, oh so true!
(Verse 2)
Heppi's his name, but Faulty’s his game
Cooking up chaos, with his own claim to fame
of the tribe of judah
Elect of god, mighty god
Everliving god, earth's rightul ruler
Blessed be the man that walk'eth not
In the counsel of the ungodly
a cracka'
I'm gonna make you back up
With the wind in the sail
Destination on to the temple
Where the boom lies in the ?bin full?
Outlaws ridin' beside me
I
There once was a girl with a belly so full
From feasting on fish the size of an elephant's skull
She once had a future, her brother did too
And by
need
Mercy good (mercy good), mercy full (mercy full)
Mercy good (mercy good), mercy full, yeah
Do you really wanna see the world change?
Are you filled
I need some me time
Full bag look like belly of peter
Too bad don't feel that for you retards
Pop in the coochie like Vsauce
Can you relax and let me
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