Lyrics:
wanna feeeel
You can only feel as good
As you wanna feeeeeeel
Well I've seen you taking
Time to gather ammunition
I don't need to go ahead
And ask for
to Spago
Romantic walks under the Verrazzano
Heavy ammunition
The MAC-11 with the custom nozzle
My persona, baby laser beam
With the ugly color denty Camo,
backpack
Full of lyrical ammunition like "bap bap"
Yeah, me and Chippy do it for the fun of it
You ain't got a talent
You're just juggling, ah
the score we putting up numbers
Ammunition it’s stashed in the bunker
Chase my dreams I ain’t getting no younger
Richaard Millie Appreciate as it get older
pull up
Originality dey for my blueprint
Check the news feed, no sleep
Moving like the military
Plenty ammunition for the inventory
Akpu no be
and I’m mashing my
Competition which is nonexistent I know they wishing I’d run outta ammunition
Quit your bitching cause I’m pissing all over your mission
ammunition
Make your seatbelt unfasten
And I ride off, that's what a Ryda do
Now your only way home is the
Rubber on your tennis shoes
Green turns to yellow,
LEVVO
Today we dey hung sufferation
Morrow we survive Atta Na Numbo ha wo hewale
Selassie I shield my squad
Holy ghost fire ammunition for
the motherfukin' Kikdoe
Blast off the master lock
Now everybody hit the floor
They kill 'em all
It's like I'm caught up in a genocide
Ammunition cease
See 'cause
ammunition,
Load my clips, I take my shots,
My life's a movie they made me watch,
I sacrificed I gave a lot, I made a little, I saved A lot,
My album
back at the morgue with a white sheet over your fat ass
What the fuck are you riding for cause we both know you ain’t got no ammunition
Not a man
to sleep
Caught a body ammunition only thing it cost me
They keep mentioning me in disses got the feds watching me
I used to swerve on the side every time I
where i don’t hear constant rounds,
Of ammunition in my mama’s kitchen, move away to heaven - is what I’m fixin’ to do, but there are select few who ask
plenty ammunition
Not used to the success, more familiar with persistence
I ain’t comfortable with quitting
We not in the same position and they wonder
He flexing his muscle .
We got ammunition
Bullets hot Go to Hell or it’s Prison
He wanna plot but can’t make a decision
Don’t play wit da Gang we
Make me a believer (Make me a believer)
Make me a believer
I love a man with ambition
Give me ammunition
And this ain't no competition
But boy you made
like a Mormon
Champagne showers
We toasting with the guys at
The top of Olympus
Keep an eye on the closest to me
They got the most ammunition
All by
a babylon
man a soldier
am a proud african
them a try fi steel me joy
wid them nuclear war
ammunition and guns
dem a teck it too far
free up from
the system
Medicated to remission
By shrinking physicians
Zero recognition but
Unlimited ammunition from
Decommissioned politicians,
They'd medicate my
Straight aiming into the senses
My message my ammunition
Been shooting it with a passion
The craft is never missing
I'm testing the latest blast
Deflecting
How can love become twisted
Hidden in these conditions
Something pure shifted into ammunition
Fire away see what sticks
I'm a harder target now
a girl’s gotta go
Don’t wait around for permission, no!
Got ammunition, come on let’s go
Oh, I feel the pull
Burnin like a fire in my soul
Come on let’s
on fire
I am laughing
The smoke is wasting
All the money on your pile
Is burning
Beauty is self-imposed planned obsolescence
Art is ammunition in
fuck the opposition
I been steady workin on these compositions
Killing beats rhymes be my ammunition
They keep saying oh you ain't a real musician
Put my
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