Lyrics:
Klitschko
When I got some shit to address, I don't need no ZIP Code
Big goals, she said am I really this cold?
Ha, does Manu Ginobili have a big nose?
My compassion is so tragic on instrumentals when I toe jag it
Throw dirt on me? Then guard your face and stomach
Cause I'm swinging on you like ya
face that I done seen before
Matter fact that is the Airbnb host
She said baby welcome back to the world I said
Don't stand there acting like you ain't
these pagans, they want loose change
Started stacking Benjies, that’s a new face
Goose Chase, it’s a Goose Chase
Dropping golden eggs, that’s a big break
An earth
I fell into a crack (a crack)
A birth (a birth)
An egg (an egg)
A freshly opened membrane
A cell
A rot
A face returned to ashes
A wound
Been patient, we both played our part in heartbreaking
Most time you hurt more than I, face it
Took blows to the heart, that's family
My mother
'll never fall for life or death
I bring like two blades anywhere any day uh
That shit make a bitch hit renegades uh
Have his brain and it looks like eggs
Earths always carry eggs
I pledge to never fall off the ledge
and blacks remain family like Sister Sledge
[Shorty]
God prepared the table for us, in
off in a public place, I mean between your mother's legs
I smother her face in feces when I shit on the floor like I laid an egg
It's picture perfect
had me like
Double up the drinks on the line
Heaven not far away from the baseline
Have another hard day love to waste time
Sucide a fall away I can
the night time,
I swear I saw your face change, it didn't seem quite right.
...And it's hello babe with your guardian eyes so blue
Hey my baby don't you
Oou, give me some face
Oou, give me some guap
I might have to Ricky the jacket
I might Balenci the top
Like yeah bitch go harder, I can't ever stop
I just wanna fly, fly away
All I see are clouds, happy if I die today
Catch me with the crown, I'm the king I can taste it
Face me, I'll make
Yeah, I'm gonna take my chicken put it in the cage
I'm gonna not have a worry all day
I'm gonna take my chicken, lay her on the hay
I'm gonna get
sticky-icky like lipgloss (Drip, drip, so slick, that's my lipgloss)
Yeah, you know I'm sugary sweet
Baby boy, gon' rot your teeth like what?
When we have
impaling like vlad teps
Didn't like me process
Mother and father are dead u are next
Blood on my face i have,
i play u body on the trash
No help from
droppin?
the place is packed many faces
of some I know and some know me from buyin cases
cash stack shorty peepin
Is she Puerto Rican or half black?
ugly, it’s acquired taste
My hams greens with the eggs and steak
I max out on my dog
I’m scamming unemployment out
In several states
I drive stick, I
Antoine, Antoine's got something here
Roll that window
We have to turn around because I want to shoot you
Park the limousine, in front
how to play
If I'm bringing the eggs, you're doing the rest
Willing to stay, you think I'm insane, ndahubutse
Now I have to explain
We won't regret it,
a list of complainers
I should have started RAPE
Rappers Against Phony Entertainers
So we can make it known that we won't get swayed
It's ninety-one
Nothing could have ended differently but sadder
This situation, where I've been deprived from my rights
My duty, my envy, to be your father
How can I, put
I’m going through eyes smiles find a cue I go through the fire to feel like a tiger to find it and face it saying buh Have you ever seen a crazy dream
Have you gone mad? Cause you're gonna, dude
There's a ton of them, and only one of you
You ain't gonna catch a
Break in the wasteland
Pedal
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