Lyrics:
(Shit)
Angel shit, I came fast
Sacrifice all religion and praise her
Sacrifice all religion and praise her
Sacrifice all religion and praise her
You got
the dollar
Brainwashing your sons and your daughters
Ain't got any honor
If I'm being honest
I just ain't picking a side
But I'm down to ride for my freedoms
the sweater palm angels
No cap like NoCap I’m surrounded by angels
I can’t be without it keep one in the chamber
I’m stuck to this paper like I was a staple
We
covered wagons crash
You won't be laughing when you're hosted by the ghost of Christmas past
You won't be laughing when your blow up doll's
got a headache
the Maybach, f*** a room baby
I use my tongue, use your mouth, watch your tooth baby
Dick ain't proper got a lot of bodies
And the house game Hilton, got a lot
the politicians all in prison, let's talk about it
All in prisoned by the politicians, let's talk about it
I got vision followed by some wisdom, let's talk about it
it check it
Tell these jokers first off
You the worst off cause you
Got on my bad side
Man that's how I felt the first
Time I saw my dad cry got on my
just flew in from Winnetka, don't you know?
I'm gonna blow this joint apart!
I got my high heels! I don't need no wheels!
My footwork is an art!
got one
I don't think it's a staple
I guess I do but I will get me another if I'm able
Bold ass bitch she sucking me right now under a clear glass
come down to blows, i'm gone be wit it tho
Knock you out ya socks, a lover and a fighter
And i'm yo favorite rappers ghostwriters ghostwriter
I got more
here's the smallest ring, hope you can fit it!
(Iggy, Iggy, Iggy, can't you see? Desperation for fame has got you naked!)
While I stay on fire, staple
gone by
The shot clock is all I’m seeing
Till it's ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
Rest in pieces
Jesus
Grounded in this disarray I’m seeing
Sometimes I
with the sun in my eyes
beneath present moment skies,
squinting and wondering how I got here.
Going through the contents of my backpack,
shaking out
by staying true I never been a singer
Top floor meetings with the mayor
She play you like a game Atari and saga
Target on your back you better say
need somebody on their bond
Whoa, you take Maivus Staples and ole Corn Cheevers [?]
They got the good side on their bond
Oh, I been listen
cause really that bitch is not stable
And by the way, these niggas watching my moves
And i aint seeing, i dont got cable
And i showed up late
meets their favourite singer's preference
"Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
That's all I want and all I like in life is bad bitches, bad bitches"
Yeah, I say
Bitch bad, woman good, lady better
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Now imagine there's a shorty, maybe five maybe four
Ridin' 'round with his mama
[unknown singer]
Love is like water, flowin, flowin every which way
When you think it's flown one direction
It does, it does go the other
And all the ones that I'd adore but never settled for went out and got them a new man
Went out and got them a new man, uh oh oh
Karma is a bitch but that
was raised by a scientist
So when it came to religion, I was like, I ain't buyin' this
But then I thought, how could so many be so wrong?
So I opened my
here, right now'
Let me schedule those flames... because they're kind of fleeting
I've got no time for sleep
I've got no time for TV singers
I've got no
me a Tec, now I`m wild, insane
I`m on a hunt for a rapper who want to turn singer
I got my beat-em-down bat and a itchy finger
So if you`re nice
the trapping
I just passed by with a coup
Now the highway is full of Fragrance
Now it's smelling sweet
It's smelling fruity
It's coming from the terpenes
Got
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