Lyrics:
The national guard, they scared to hunt me
I love beef, I got you hoes duckin' me
A drug thief, bitch I'll take your marijuana
These slugs with keep your ass
the way you give and never ask for anything back
The way you show me love in ways that nobody else ever has
The way you always seem to pick up my slack
music i wanted
I wanted to remind myself that you
Guys are a group of people who love
Albums you love stories, you love people
And all of us are here for
back, we keepin' it pushing
People scared of change
But you'll find me deep in the cushion
Even when I win, it feel like I'm losing
Listening
basement (ha ha)
Feminist women love Eminem
"Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbin' his you
basement (ha ha)
Feminist women love Eminem
"Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbin' his you
on the grind
And I'm taking my time
I mean, I know you want the album but the outcome gotta be divine
I'm S.H.A.D.O.W. Superior and еverybody know it
Plus I
is sit around & boo hoo
talkin' 'bout Hi-C I love that it's you
AMG:
She said where ya been I said in ya mouth
If ya lookin' for love then take me
the time piece flooded with chips?
You with me cause I flex brigets around my wrist?
Or large amounts up in my bank account
You tell me you love me baby but
Have you ever felt the room
Fall into a deafening glare
Have you ever felt empathy
Or is your life too much to bear
You had me starting to believe
like yesterday I was lost
With no fucking plan drop another album
Now I'm counting up a couple grand
That shit wild, you ask me how I'm living
Back when
So two hours later when the court gets dismissed
Last thing I need is gettin' dissed by these bitches
Out here begging me for some cheddar biscuits
true colors as they give your neck a slit
While listening to an album that was written by the sick!
I'm bringing back the evilness into the Horror scene
puff puff dib I need to live please pass that
as we zone shoot a jewel in baby girl dome
It's a crazy world let me drop you home let's go
by the way
a person to have and you should rethink that
I really relate to their uh
Their album Pinkerton I really
The lyrics really speak to me
I think you should
it's the D.R.E.
Since the last time you heard from me, I lost some friends
Well, hell, me and Snoop, we dippin' again (ah)
Kept my ear
gotta fight
Its hard, I know
Im trapped, you dont
Realize im stuck
But I love you though
Me you, were close
Know more, than most
You wink at me
With both
tell?
Whole team turning 30 like that album by Adele
Its 90Sitcom like fresh prince or saved by the bell
Them streams don't count if you just playing em
This meeting just begun, nigga I'm Satan's son
My mother raised me a single parent so it's apparent
That I got love for my mother, none of you other
love all you motherfuckers, just want to hear you spit
Dropped my last shit, the whole wide world applauded it
Game still ain't give me my credit so
'em right
They love it when I mix the baking soda with the white
Police got me on the run
'Cause they know we movin' by the ton
City to city, state
for teaching me that
Money is easy to make, but hard to keep
As far as my nigga 'Los, I love him
He showed me you can do a dope album with no budget
But death is turning, so definite, wait!
They got me all hooked up to some machine
I love you, Bean, didn't want you to know I was struggling
Feels
This that 420 Anthem
Rollin' weed up by the handful
If you smokin' at my spot
I need to know if you can handle
'Cause we smoke it by the quarter
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