Lyrics:
think I'm on
Well, I hope this proves I'm better
Than the sugar rush here that's gone by the winter
Bring on that future kung fu
I'm on that future kung
out We Don't Die!
You're gonna rock the dead they never need the binds
They want to be with us and walk every day
So repeat these words that I say!
and it's)
Yeah, and you don't stop
(Twenty shot Glock with the cop killers fill 'em to the top)
Yeah, and you don't stop
(Joey cracks the rock, and Big
protection
Injection of that shit I'm kickin'
Got you stickin' niggas you got love for
Bring 'em up, touch 'em with the buzz saw
Bitches slingin' rocks
in yourself
それだけでいい
この道は roughで tough
共に行けば you and I 辿り着けるよ
Now bring it up for one minute (ho)
Rock this and we don't stop stop stop
Drop it
outside)
And to my niggas on the block
On the grind and hustlin' tryin' to sell some rocks
You hear the voices say it's cold outside (it's cold outside)
outside)
And to my niggas on the block
On the grind and hustlin' tryin' to sell some rocks
You hear the voices say it's cold outside (it's cold outside)
by Open Bar, so y'all forget it
[Chorus]
Call it what you wanna call it
I'm a fuckin Alkaholik
Bring it if you really want it
Ain't gotta put no
who they fuckin' with yo, a rhyme wrangler
Triangular push-up the hillside strangler
Dangle a, nigga by the ankle off the balcony
Now let his punk
We spin this bitch
Boy you know i got this itch ay
(Got this itch ay)
You trynna kick it best believe you bring that blick ay
(Bring that blick ay)
starring this handgun
My ice not no rock this a mountain or canyon my thots all bring thots or I tantrum
Twice I hit twice need-someone I ain't tampered with
Load that shit up, cuz no talking
We be ready for it hey
Look
Bring on that war, we be ready for it, yeah
We be ready for it
Bring on that war, we
pretend
She tryna fuck and im like when
Tell yo hoe to bring a friend yea yea
Bring a friend
Trapping the pack make it back by my lonely
That nigga
back and do it how they use to
Shine on your own merit straight from the muscle
Not measured by your carats or how many rocks you hustle
You probably
[Ransom]
Where the fuck's all these niggas saying Ran' isn't hot
I damage the block
I scramble like Randall with rocks
I'm that nigga in
a beef nigga bring it on
Cause when I'm done it'll be my dick that you're swingin on
From the way I say my rap clear
I make people more excited than
boy
Vanilla sundae mixed with chocolate chip
The way that she move it when she move and rock her hip
She look at me move it back and forth and rock her
wit her lovely ass
Got me movin fast cuz I'm lifted by the wave
Slow it down drop that bs we on holiday
Fuck it bring the bs we gon show you how
like X and I terminate like Schwarzenegg'
Dum-di-dum rock, like Buju Banton
Soup like wonton, fuck by the ton, drums
Please, my whole crew's makin'
gangstas play the part
I'm still around to bring you the industry shakedown
Ha!
Word up, word up
To the Pete Rock, and you don't stop
To the Pete
gangstas play the part
I'm still around to bring you the industry shakedown
Ha!
Word up, word up
To the Pete Rock, and you don't stop
To the Pete
of your life you've been waiting
For someone to touch you inside
With life passing by you were one rock shy of a landslide
You're on the brink
boat
And bring in a foldin' wads of wonderous waddy for my little wienies
And they come in to my blackberry jim jam in the pantry and get them all over
Oh the first time that he saw her his heart stood still,
On banks where wild lavender grows.
She was dancing by the shore on a summer's day,
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