Lyrics:
Blackstone There's no presto in my manifesto So, take the L, cause you can't take the ZL Neither the X, so I don't suggest trial While, comin off is like
Prince maniaque Mon pote Jong Kim d'la Corée alane érouane Pour Adiazare la prison c'est comme on dit? Nikus Ano, Balistik Kla-C X, tous les ptit's Arold
facturi in maini Funny-n instanta Am ars-o pacifist mancand un Barni in Panzer Pan' am dat pe Radio X, DJ Money si Moatze Cine? Asa le zic eu astora care
B, the 1 to the 5th, icing, I'm pledging allegiance, yeah We playing no games, actually placing the league just now I, to the X, sorted in national
AB che moltiplica A2B2 che moltiplica A2B2 fratto Alfa, vuoi un caffè? No, perché A2 più B2 è uguale a A2 più A2 più B2 fratto X, che poi è lo
X, from Vic, wanna get, with scribe, in live, like a 0-5, I got vibe, Like a beehive, and when the mother from the squid of a pimp, of tha sea side,
Hell yeah Wreck a rider, Wall Street insider Pyrex cooker, sense on me provider Hell yeah I cheated, on both of the broads And I delete the next X, if
X, the unexplained Praising heroes with hidden pasts You thought that this was good Only if you knew the truth Would it change the outlook? Your first
when they can't and when they can They're so busy they don't give a damn Women around the world at work Working, working In The Daily X, May '81
the guns and the coke Who shot Lennon and Malcolm X, one in his throat I'm an old soul that hold but probably young as the Pope Reincarnated as a prophet
so much profanity in your songs? [Pooh-Man] Rated X, I wouldn't give a fuck about it Explicit lyrics, bitch I can't do or die, yeah, I like to talk
Evidence we sound killin' Many rippertons word to etchin lab on my building Yo X, yo spouse a raw deal nigga Barbershop flex, time to collect figures Yo
Mandela, Malcolm X, Sammy Davis y Angela Davis todos tienen el mismo color. Sexo, drogas, rock & roll, mismo vértigo y sabor. Nunca monté un formula
get naked when the baby sitter tells me She showed me a movie like "Nightmare on Elm Street" But it was X, and they called it "Pubic Hair on Chelsea"
Making ground or so it seems heard the black taxi has left without me call option x, nah I'll sit here and listen to a tape by FEAR Lie about things create
finesse I smile at death like Malcolm X, I'm solid, yes, in '99 I told myself, if I could figure out how to bottle it, I'd be out of debt Y'all niggas
like a fuckin' Dorito chip, then move on to the next Lava burns heavy on the decks Middle finger stretch, triple X, words that I stretch Make it
Through the eye of a needle Making moves, making stars Falling faster than the start Of the end of the world You're the breaking girl Channel X, channel 7
got you cashin checks for sex It's your complex why you scared of what I'm gonna say next Chino X, ninety-five ninety-six no complex
'I'm gonna give you some terrible thrills' Like a Science fiction *ooh ooh ooh * - double feature Doctor X, he'll build a creature *ooh ooh ooh*
violent! Let's get violent! Dark Man X, Man Royale Entertainment What's it all for?
breaker breaker Is you feeling me? that's a 10, 4 I don't need no X, all I need is some dro, give you a couple Baby, I got to go, to youngen's in my idol
bons vai, Me ajude, sozinho penso merda pra caralho Gente que acredito, gosto e admiro, Brigava por justiça e paz levou tiro: Malcom X, Ghandi,
that boy) Yeah, that boy, yeah, he know me He just want clout Bitch, I been had racks since I was a teen Yeah, nigga, I been off X, yeah Like all week
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