Lyrics:
quarterback
Every word is like a sawed-off blast, 'cause why'all all soft
And I'm the black hearse that came to haul why'all a** in
It's for the hood by
Audemar on my wrist and its automatic
Pullin up in a coupe and its automatic
Really made it out, kinda hard to imagine
If you got a problem make you
Tech on the last song like
I know they hate it when I roll by
You talking shit that you don't know about
I cannot lose focus, they tryna blow my
draining
Terminal corrosion, staining
Tortured by the morons, seething
Heroin of power, bleeding
On my last day
Blow you all away
Violent fantasy
Is
Yo, in case you ain't know
I go by the name of Akon and I'm from
(Africa, Africa)
Home of the Goree Islands
I'm from Senegal, West-side
(Africa,
Sunrise on the southern plain
Awoken by the call
Glistening tarmac, heavy rain
Push aside it all
Rubber wheels forever on the friction
Feeling euphorically wound
And simultaneously crowned
By automatic memories
That catapult your love to me
Hallucinating apple pie
Is curiously
Driving porsches, by the time, they get rich
They corpses
Son, it's a shame, but in this game
The strong survive
Either get live or get slain
Cuz in
This is so automatic
You know you're so dramatic
This is so automatic
Yeah
Like why you so dramatic?
This is everything I've ever wanted
And people
Stands for crmaLite Rifle-15, not ""assault rifle.' It's a lightweight semi-automatic rifle that comes in a wide variety of models. They are considered
My Weezer vinyl guards me at night, watches over me
As I sleep half covered lengthwise by a single yellow sheet
I always start with one foot before I
need you
I want you by my side
I need a doctor
I don't know who I am
Sometimes I just keep myself
In a automatic mode
Mode
Mode
Mode
Mode
Mode
the vibrations
Just might shift the whole nation
Just by shifting locations
Yo talk nice
Please don't rae me
Send that back like mi rei doh
Bite my style, try teef
sterile, packaged
wrapped up in plastic
complicit, distracted
Impassioned no more
fractured, passive
Cradle to casket
Loyalties left in
a crate by
Oh ya we super broke
But we fight for truth and live by trooper codes
Showing up to battle, blow the roof off of this Uber
Ain't some stupid joke
ain't nothin' like South Park
Pistol whip you 'til you know the serial number by heart
Sit the chop on top your nose, if you sneeze, I squeeze
Got them
By the weekend you really weakened
By the energy leaks, manufactured by beasts
With no living soul to compete
With the King of all Kings
Just soak it
Jjj-Jahlil Beats, holla at me
Grand Hustle nigga, money
You know me I'm so fly
Be looking like money everytime I ride by
Got them benjies in my
keep a secret, oh mama can you keep a secret
But tell me can you keep a secret
Oh ma how you be
Oh ma how you be
Babe its automatic
The swagger
can call us love
By how we revolt
We authentic
We pragmatic
We magnetic
We ambitious
We fantastic
We automatic
Only-challenge is self
We too passionate
automatic just to blow me all away
With a dog drinkin' liquor from a hole in the sky
And a picture of a pitcher throwin' pitches at a guy
He had a problem
like a Uzi ammunated automatic
On the strength, I'm terrific, rhymes are hieroglyphic
Use a potion in a motion, my brain is scientific
Rhymatical
hook a good day
adios disapear like a smoke your rejected
by a dick that's erect bitch
sometimes I think I'm losin' it a lunatic
with a lot of automatic
on haunted hill
Every time you walk by your back get a chill
Let's peel, who want to talk rap skills
I spit like a semi-automatic to the grill
Elbow
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