Lyrics:
to hit it then quit it, get in and get out
Lay low when you see some shit in the south
Hate on me get hit in your mouth- whaa pow
So mean I'll eat glass,
A race of rapists, seeing to its needs
Gathering with no control
Community on speed
- Circle of defeat
Overpopulated by the human breed
On the verge
And disposable by design.
Get lovely lovely lovely my girl
I don't wanna be the one to tell you
The luckiest luckiest luckiest world
Is the one between
And can't nobody stop us,
Blew off his Bossalini,
Smoked him and fucked his genie,
Better watch your mouth,
I'm down with ? bitch, you can't fuck with ?,
tough they only met that day they were lovers by dark
Laid out on the morning skies he puts a ring on her hand
He said listen babe we gotta take what's
blind all scream for me to see
And disregard the ills of history.
The fairy tales are memorized
And spew from mouths with empty eyes.
No feeling
forgotten
'Cause you may be playing your music loud
But it's drowned out by your mouth
And we've learned that life is one big game
Where the winners are
of ignorance we're supposed to
Be fighting by thinking that,
You're just fucking yourself.
I don't go around promoting
Beef and pultry shoving it in
People's
grab it by the throat and don't let go....id like to say "hats off!" to the slash and burn architects. they know exactly where despair and commerce
from a fight
He had a pretty big mouth for a guy his size
And everything he said was a pack of lies, small Sam
(Small sad Sam)
One day he got
these bitches scream
She nasty as a Luke record, mouth is a cum drain
She goin' up and down on that jeezy do that damn thang
She don't want a damn
bars perfected, can't be injected by needles
Breeding eagles out of Park Hill's hell hole
Where souls get sucked up, and shots turn your bones
mouth 'til the album drop (why's that?)
TrackBoy beat like a freak, work a king on the block
I'm seventeen, name ain't same on the block
And beat
allowed by me
'cause I don't got time to play
I'm the black whole lyricist that'll take your shine away
Darkness at any time of day
I'm the Technique
When you got pissed the other day
I didn't mean to but I called you by your best friends name
Well give me a break I said that I was playin
Get on my hype
Sideshow shit, the West on fire
If she ain't a piece I'll run right by her
On some hyphy shit
Sideways two tires
I'm on one homie but I'm
The perfect shoes with matching clothes
It is the lie we're always told
And nothing masks the shallow touch
By saying words that cost so much
While you're
you've seen anything,
Ever, at all?
We took a walk on the dykes
And walked by the proscenium arches
Paused at the mouth of a rabbit hole
Stared down
to our house guess they finall got tired of hearing dads mouth said it sure is nice ridin to town
And the hawks lost to lsu the score musta been 100 to 2
You've got the answer for everything that's wrong with everybody else
You've borrowed insights
Should have borrowed someone else's mouth
And I
the cife
But most of your rappers can't even keep it real with your wife
I'll sacrifice you puto cabrón for running his mouth
Car-jack you and kidnap you in
Lavender lips on a full, sore mouth
Where's the parade I asked his sleepy face
But my lazy little shadow stayed asleep in bed
Climbed another
Tasting the blood in our mouths, mixing with what little hope we have left as it slides down our throats constricted by hands of avarice, soft media,
and cry Thank you
I look into the sun until it blinds me
I look into the sun until I go blind
I am raped by the light of the light until I am the son
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