Lyrics:
as I gotcha by my side you know I'm down for whatever
Won't ever need for seperation we can Get it together
Girl i promise you for me we gotta Make this
Bring that, bring that cash
You know we flip that, flip that bag
Bring that, bring that cash
You know we flip that, flip that bag
On the attack
Back
down for you
If you don't fuck with me, then I don't fuck with you
If you ain't cool with me, then I ain't cool with you
If you won't ride with me, then
like a hobo that’s harassed by the po po
He died now here come the Boom He lied down inside a tomb (He went to Hell)
Cuz He chose to subdue the plaint
He
to
Down by the lake or home if you want to
Baby let me know we can do what you want to
Everybody wanna be the man
But don't wanna out the work in
I'm on top
laboring what I do got
It's been a week, a couple months
A couple leeks, in my crib
Bring back babysitting the kids, (been a victim)
Besides that, the point
Yeah, yeah (word up, word up, word up)
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (You know what we finna to do)
Yeah, yo, word up, yo
We takin' over the world
down your lemon martinis
And watching, gazing, eyes blazing
While you're staring down the jiggly
Eighteen year old girls fo feenies
Anyway, back
Every day I can watch lil' bro bring out the red tape
Headaches, I know you seen't that clip, looked like his head fake
Every day lil' bro chase
my God
It's gets no rougher comes no weaker
marly hooked the beats so now you need a
Writer to bring you back from hell
Because I'm a rock up L
Low
Need the choir singing at your funeral
Bet you won't be wakin' meet your ass in hell
Bet I won't be flakin' looking up to God
Prayin' that you make it,
on
No matter how much they bring
I duck and dodge and hold on
Best a watch the swing
Nigga the game is so strong
Catch me by surprise
You won't realize
enough lee-way
To put out The Reason by the Mac, Philadelphia Freeway
And I'm back, without leavin' I'm here, but you can't see him
I gave you
the pack, this is a marathon
You start off fast then you weezin' in the back
So even if I slack, I got enough lee-way
To put out The Reason by the Mac,
Put your hands down, you're all undone
We'll bring you back to the moment your life began
Sure you'll be happy! We will wash off the strain
Don't be
renders me unrecognizable
I seek to write my truth, that was my last sheet
I seek to slow down time, damn another fast week
You sail across the oceans
who're bothered by Progress
Need strength and the numbers to Push all the myths and hell kids off The cliff
Cuz the cause is not lost
Fact I fuel it with
heaven and hell
Mad driven me shit hot as hell
Baby take my ride
Won’t you ease my mind
Won’t you be my guide
Nahhh
Now she said why would I have to love
us gory as biblical stories, you ignoren' the allegories
Tryin' to feel good; it's Aleister Crowley
Rush of that adrenaline is my medicine
My fuel
about
But I can't help but worry in the back of my mind That I'll turn out just like you
Kids with bright future become adults with dark secrets
I used
Yeah, I know it's dark outside
And that's alright (Tale)
Just gotta bring it to Hammy Skram
He know what to do with it (aye, Jijo you made this?)
How
sing it loud
Taeha, Taeha won't you bring a round to me
Another for my brother, we'll pour one out for he
Taeha, Taeha can't you bring him back to me?
a little part of history
As I sit here with a cold heart and a glass of warm whiskey
I feel rejected cause I can't accept this
To hell with what you know
Yeah, yeah (word up, word up, word up)
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (You know what we finna to do)
Yeah, yo, word up, yo
We takin' over the world
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