Lyrics:
By Harry Nilsson A.S.C.A.P and Richard Starkey M.B.E.
STOP AND TAKE THE TIME TO SMELL THE ROSES,
STOP AND TAKE THE TIME TO FILL YOUR NOSES,
STOP
Yeah, yeah
Yuh, jets nigga now where haven't we
Bitches, I 'Taylor Gang' that yuah
Yuaah how fly, uh?
The backseat is for newborns
Homie, I'm grown
the rubber to the track
I keep a thumper in the pack, I'm rated E for Everyone
Like a boxer to the mat, it's gloves off for this one
Get a gun, hands up, ready
stages if we ever hit your spot
Lining up these rappers way I'm buying up my stock
Rapping 'till I'm swerving with the 4 by 3
Young man's Twitter start
[obie]
You're hurtin urself person
Its bad, its bad for you
C'mon!
Elementary school is out!
Its what the freak I'm talking about man!
Detroit city my
beef looking at me
Fucking that shit
Yah yah
Now I'm flexing rich (Rich)
Like I'm fucking "Wick" (Yah)
Raptor pills on the beat
Riot 6 Bitch (Bitch)
I'll
Yea Ok
Arigato
Yea
Sush E
All the legends that paved the way
Arigato
Who you listen to beside yaself
Say a lot tho
And my homies don't play
THey some
it got a part A or a part B
Does it have a part C for all I know
I don't understand this shit
When I'm fuckin' playin', when I'm fuckin' homies
there ain't no tomorrow
Blazing all these mics like show-time at Apollo
Thinking 'bout my life full circle and the sorrow
Gotta get the C.R.E.A.M
playas get chose if you don't know, now ya know
you know I got crazy flow, and I make crazy dough
'Cause whenever I'm shoppin I make e'm close down
Yeah, whaddup
I'm tryna put my dick inside of yo panties
Yeah, and when I tear this shit for real, yeah
I be rolling out, while they rolling loud
shoulder
Cuz it’s not safe
Burning hot plate
On ice
Praying that he doesn’t get stopped
On the block by the cops
They be coming for his life
Look
12:45
N-d to the o-k-e gon' have you screaming 'till you croak
I got em' needing releases like crackheads fiending for a smoke
I'm out here eating my greenses
the townships
Bothered by me I’m the hottest MC
First album going plat s’B.I.G hayi gabi
Anis’yeke ngey’ indaba (Siyekeleni ngeyi ndaba)
Anis’yeke ngey’ indaba
there I'm upping up in prices
Started with an album and, here i go another one
My brother lost his piece i told that nigga grab another gun
But, only for
to play
I'm so ahead of my time when I talk there's a seven second delay
Don't judge a book by its cover when I'm inventin'
I add your colon to my
gragra
I got bars in my head and i'm going gaga
I'm in album mode don't vex me abeg
I got a large appetite don't test me abeg
I'm done fasting nigga toast
survived
Gotta drop the album I'm 25
Back in this bitch I stopping until the whole family rich
It's do or die
Living my dream out
I'm on the scene now
the seed and spurt
I ain’t cease to work, AL O N E I learned
Look, this is Gods plan so I don’t rush it shooting free throws like I’m aiming for the bucket
I stay woke
1... 2
1, 2, 3, 4
Yo, what's good, it's NOMRAH
Aye shoutout E.B. for this beat, man
This shit is fire, bro
We did a lot of emotional shit
can't fuck wit I
I make a million by June I'm sayin fuck July
N I beg you to try me while I'm holdin a tommie
Ima have you're body all ova the lobby
I
inverno frio e complicado de dormir sozinho
I'm a lone wolf at heart but I got a pack
Keep the circle real small come close and we'll attack
Always keep
up to Chuck E Cheese for some more excitement
Gracie's Corner boppin
Only show we watching
I'm so sorry you gotta leave (I'm so sorry)
I'm so sorry
I'm
the speakers out
Cause distortion, when I'm speaking out
Yo y'all make profit with flora? I got stock in Aurora
Won't see me popped on the corner by cops you
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