Lyrics:
(N8 the GR8)
California Capital mix
The Adolf Wilson House and tricks
You want to close shop on Hip-Hop
With some bullshit politics (follow me
sayonara check you later
Shook ones needs to know, calling this the Alzheimer
You ain't Dragunov, he's Dragon-soft
A cheap knight call him a Hasselhoff
kryptonite in these hands
But I'd rather soup-a-man, leave you liquified with these cans
I don't care if you rap niggas is trendin', topic is shit, it's
as can be
I must agree
The melody
The melody
They call it Dean's Song
Looks like I'm gon' have to explain this thing
You don't dig this scene
I'm
as can be
I must agree
The melody
The melody
They call it Dean's Song
Looks like I'm gon' have to explain this thing
You don't dig this scene
I'm
fell in love
She'd think of him as Elvis
If she knew who Elvis was
Spinning round and round
You can hear her moan
She's all by herself
But she's not
the club that's popping and cop the bar
And everything I hear is garbage to me
You know where I be fagot, bring the drama to me
I'm presidential nigga,
the club that's popping and cop the bar
And everything I hear is garbage to me
You know where I be fagot, bring the drama to me
I'm presidential nigga,
Parading to the masses, we're coming so fresh to death
I've been stealing looks from shadows you conjure with your purse
Yeah, you're walking in
metaphors
They metamorph’
Into something
Melodies and metaphors
My memories are memoirs
Sending me to better times
The end of me is never
I’m Emanon Shakur
huh)
My verse is like an open book
About my life and the niggas I shot and all the dope I cooked
Take it off the stove, don't let it overcook
You
la la li la la. Sing with me and do not be afraid. I am just like you waiting for a miracle to take hold.
Saying to be loved is not enough when
Yeah, you took my heart And you played the strings
You just want me in the dark
You just want me in the dark to sing that melody
The melody that
this shit is campy
Crawlin' to dry land beach, acidics and Speed
I'm with Sid and Nancy
(word) , some out my head for this
I'm bored and dead for it, I
to repay is to get a vasectomy
I feel like I'm living in 1945, sold by neo-nazi racists, the American Lie
Is full of empty promises to keep us wanting more
to keep you by my side, there's nothing that I won't try
Butterflies in her eyes and the looks to kill
Time is passing, I'm asking could this be real?
to pick one place to spend Saturdays
'Til the saddest day our earth's end is reached
My decision would be heartfelt
You can meet me at the guardrail
to keep you by my side, there's nothing that I won't try
Butterflies in her eyes and the looks to kill
Time is passing, I'm asking could this be real?
Your aesthetic iPhone
My push-button Nokia
Couple by bibelot
My melodies — your headphones, yuh
I’m a little trans girl
You’re a pretty bear men
Feeling
out the intervention (do it)
I'm in dimension, two by sixteen's
You all broke LP niggas threw in the bay
A bit of head-bobbin', weave and all
Pit
to sing it all day
I don't want to by myself
Sure could use a little help
Don't make me sing it by myself
Play it out on your kazoo
Any way you want me
a lady of any kind
Stranger in my bed
Can't recall last night
That's why
I'm sleepin' with Carney Wilson's head
Oh god
Got to wash my nuts
I've
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is
She set me free
She lives inside these melodies
She lives inside the pocket of my jeans
She'll set you free
Set you free
She set me free
She
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