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Verse 2 Run it, son, plumb it you bum Don't you know that it's KRS-One That comes to sing the styles that ain't sung I rocked the party,
Ah shit. Man, them pinche black gangstas are at it again I wonder who they fucked up today? You motherfucker! (Got him) Pull over to the side
pump) MC of the year, you hear and you fear I got something for them niggas in the front and the rear (pump, pump) I handle the sides, did a drive-by
You don't like how I'm livin well fuck you This is a gang, and I'm in it My man Dre'll fuck you up in a minute With a right left, right left you
certain of it's The simple un-denying factor of you The sweet undiscovered you (bum bum bum bum bum) Maybe the winter will cut me some slack this year Maybe
Rhythm Rum bupa bum ba rupa ba bum Play away till you're numb We're giving the drummer some Bait for your back The shit to unpack On a train with no
choe lu gudi dhey wong sey lap chi When I wake up by your side then I'll call it paradise Sa tharingsa choe yama song mey da Nge bum thinang lang machu
like a candle. Too cold,Too cold (x3) Too cold Dont you be talkin that shit (x6) Dance Bum rush the speaker that booms I'm killin your brain like
tonight I'm in the middle of the club with my niggas and we all fucked up Screamin', "hell yeah, hell yeah" Yeah, yeah (run the track) I ain't see you
Bum-bum-ba-da-dum Bum-bum-ba-da-da-dum Bum-bum-ba-da-dum Bum-bum-ba-da-da-dum Lately I've been thinking bout you Tell Siri clear my schedule for
the same, only want one thing But by any means, don't expect anything Maybe you could get with me, text with me, maybe even text with me That don't
jumping off bridges pony pasture cuts our knees chased by bums and ghosts on bridges pony pasture cuts our knees chased by bums and ghosts on belle
I was born in a small town south of Reno Where you’re only getting by, paying your dues It’s filled with western Americana A flyover space where you
this that Master P Gun slang (gun slang) You know we raised on the concrete (on the concrete) I know one thing We from the trenches not the palm
There's always bums sleeping on them Say they're waiting for the train to come And they aren't budging One question What're you sipping on?
a dog Fukt by a dog Fukt by a dog I'm gettin too wrecked And you're gettin cute, sket So I'm wreckin you next Yeah I'm rapin you, sket You thought you
The sheer sincere rap engineer's here And wherever I go yo, you know my man Jay's near More than up to par, styles indicate who we are Like
bliss na na na na na na you must be taking the piss na na na na na na the bum bliss Close
cs you dey enter the place won fall girl your body be music we dey wan gbo and we go dey go ti ti di momo gbon bebe yen ko shake the bum bum Giddem
life a lot harder in the future But just hear me out here If you knew my trauma story Then you'd know that I had less I had Johnny by my side And he
return I just want to be with you No one else nor be turn by turn Make we just dey Do things with Gucci or Louis Vuitton Forever is the deal Coz i go hold
eyes from the press we were gettin' Suspect from headache you know a great deal Your apathy fake but your parts are real More than a little by
She was stunned by a young nigga Woo woo Now she warm like the sun hit her Too cool I just came with the drums hit in Bum biddy bum Better run from
me, nigga) It's been ten long years (yo) You can not retire me (listen) On the corner ready to bo', holding my nuts Standing by my building,
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