Lyrics:
technique, y'all niggas gon' respect me,
Man, I been doin' dis' shit before I even learned how to crawl though,
Gettin' interviewed by motherfuckers like
Who nailed you on the sly
Has laid poor Jesse down to die
This song was made by Billy Guy Shade
Soon as the news did arrive
He said there weren’t no
it wasn't on
And by the time you got my letter I was long gone
Back on the road, gone with the wind blows
Packin' the shows, hoes and the nymphos
never lied!
Sweeney Todd: Lucy…
Mrs. Lovett: Said she took the poison-- she did
Never said that she died
Sweeney Todd: I've come home again...
straying
He got everybody singing and a praying
"That devil better not come back down here again"
Missy wore them go-go boots; it did something for him
Kindly do that for Liberty's sake (Whaa)
Yeah and what I hear in here and
Maybe John do you hear this
Um, "Oh, Mr block, you were born by mistake
"
"You
niggas acting that's all
We got some films to make
I met the devil today
He did not know what the hell to say
Momma told me, don't say nothing at all
If
fuck me
Get it on Sunday, spend it by-hold up
Money don't grow on trees
When your ratchet ass ask say please
How come every time you want me I sneeze
’m Mr Got bread like Quizno’s
Better known as MJ with the big nose
I swear your artist couldn’t see
Me on his tip toes
Only on TV I gotta take a quick
the police, see you in the next life old friend
Little did he know, his old friend was back again
As the son of Sheila Diane
And it was trial by fire
I
I was a girl at my daddy's side
Papa, the royal mortician
Revealed to me in secret signs
The mark of the magician
And daddy was no dummy
Did
Mr. Micheal Myers, man (Michael Myers)
Word to MoneyBagg, I keep it coming in (whoo, whoo)
By the way we work you think I had a twin (twin)
I'm tryna
(Overlappin last line)
[Mr. Bristal]
y'all niggas got dick bricks, scared to grab the fifth
But I done did that, recognize the clique
Back round
expect me to believe the scene that you`re describing
Hey there Mr Blue
I`m hurting just by listening to what you`ve been through
Poor baby,
is Jim Younger, did you hear his fate?
He was jailed and then pardoned for all he had done
And he blowed out his own brains in nineteen and one
Was shot down at home by the Ford brothers' guns
Belle Starr, Belle Starr, your time's getting late
But how is Jim Younger, did you hear his fate?
He
[Swiss Beats] Money, cars, clothes, hoes [x2]
I'm from the ghetto so gimmie my money
[Lil Wayne] Mr Angel on the beat
Young mula baby, and the devil
tongue
Lick 'em places niggas wouldn't dare put they faces (come on)
Before I die, hope I one day can float by
In the brand new tres uno ocho
Now when
name was not to become what I became with this level of fame
My soul is possessed by this devil
My new name is
Rain Man
Now in the Bible, it says
Lil Mama be your girlfriend
Hey, hey, you, you, I know that you like me
No way, no way, no, it's not a secret
Hey, hey, you, you, I want to be your
just walked in
Speak of the Devil
Look who just dropped by
I didn't know
If I should laugh or cry
We never did see
Eye to eye
Speak of the Devil
Look
And man, did he look pretty ill
We decided that we would have a soda
My favorite flavor is cherry red
I sung my song to my friend Mr. Jimmy
And he said one
taste by they ensemble
One like to salsa, the other the mambo
Why settle for one when I can have the combo?
Why do Cancun when I can go to Cabo?
They
The professor of rhymes,
Mr Dexter met Lecter and had one hell of a time
A devil disguised, lies!
You can tell that I'm high by my festival eyes.
Festival
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