Lyrics:
But Lady Luck's a fickled girl
cnd eats up guys like me
c good song always rises to the top
I once was told
By a Hall of Fame songwriter, whose words
Na, na, naii, naii
Na, na, naii, naii
Na, na, naii, naii
Na, na, naii, naii
I am a rapper slash nang singer songwriter
From when I was a young guy
But I recall the story that I heard
And as I look down on the city
I remember each and every word
The singer sang about a jealous cowboy
And the way he
properly?
He got booked and did thirty years choppy
These were the men that I was enamored by
The type of man that
My whole family glamorized
All the men I
paid away babies of ten or more women
Spade had a wife by the name of Ann,
She'll tell you how fame can change a man
Cuz Spade was a drunk, and Spade was
Spike Lee
I'm the one you demand for, skills is enhanced more
You know this man's law, so slide on the dance floor
With the rap singer with the lyrics
pinned
by a stray bullet –another bulletin of a man’s story
adding to the roll call of dying dreams
I remember the victims of the attacked train
Once I had a sprig of thyme
I watched it by night and by day
Till a false young man came a-courting to me
And he stole all me thyme away
For thyme it
to be much of anything at all but the man there by your side
But the man there by your side
But the man there by your side
Everybody wanna know where you got your stuff
And you say "Oh man, I got the muthafuckin plug"
Everybody sayin', "Aye, where you get that from?"
They say "Drink and be merry,
Take the bull by the horns."
I keep seeing visions of you, a lily among thorns
Everything looks a little far away
might get seen by a nigga with a contract
With a sports team or just a nigga that you figure could afford things
Like more rings for her fingers
She used
more than it's worth
So you're gonna be a singer
Well I'll be goddamn
You're as pretty as a postcard
No thanks to the old man
It's the same coat I
come down ruffneck like this now seen?
Mad Lion hold tight
[Chorus]
Brown skin woman, you a queen, not a hoe
Any man that drop the lyric what we
us, like Wile E. Coyote, man super genius
Against all odds like Serena and Venus
I only had a couple jobs in my life, but not too many thought I was
the future!
Be dazzled by distortion, be
Bombarded by bass-beats
And djitterbug to djent!
We're sure you will enjoy such
Finger-popping tunes as "Light
"
was sin and the rest was the devil mans blues
Think if his logic is a ringer then all those dead folk singers got the hot end of the big pitchfork
forgot to vamp out
Man' this ain't the end of the song
No...
Awww Man!
Find your heart and free your mind lets
CELEB-R-A-T-E
When time goes by just hit
the nights rolled by like headlights shining on a lonesome strip of tar
I kept his word of kindness close to me like a pick on my guitar
And we talked
rain man
Weather
Fucking on ya bitch cuz
I make her, wetter
Turnt her to a singer
When she hit the falsetto
Me and Poindexter
Name a duo that's
the singer, the creator,
And during my reflection, this man, the Lover;
So, I apologize for the past demons I conferred with,
Thankful that I have changed
a Fortnite clan
Creek Squad, some are Builders
Some are Shooters, victory Royale
You're gettin' styled by a country singer
Down at the Cut N Corral
Jeez I
left hand
Grab it with my right one
All this damn pussy killin
Man I gotta damn some
All this damn pussy in here
Damn I gotta taste one
The last call,
Yeah yeah yeah
We got my man Extra P in the house
But me and my man Akinyele
You know we goin Worldwide this tour
'Cause yo you know how that go
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