Lyrics:
hip-hop
Don't get hit by a flip flop
All that talk now hit stop
Hit block
No TikTok
I remember listening to rick ross
Now everyone wanna be on hip-hop
(Shotta)
Cause most of these bad bitches
Have been banged by your bro
But not your wifey hoe
I mean she's done shit in the past
But it's unlikely
The message that I'm sending you
Its just a piece of the puzzle that I'm meant to do
On instrumentals
I get out of my mental ruts
Cobwebs cleared
Crystalline
the teddy bears
Singing out the tunes that you had wrote
A puzzle full of love
Balloons pink and blue
I start to take one or two
Even if odds are small
I
make it through the dawn
Why couldn't we be something strong
Got an upper hand baby but you still drive me lucid
Grabbed me by my heart smashing me oh
in, born in the Bullshit
Grew up on my Chocolate Starfish booklet
And taught myself to spit on beats
Produced by Rude Kid
Who's this new kid coming
things you can't ignore
Your car parked in my driveway one summer afternoon
We walked by the water and something in me just knew
It's hard to explain but
I hit rock and went for delf
So its hard to ask for help
Convos about greats
Aim that they say me
More than that i wanna drive by
Hear other rides
There's
Fire on the inside
Always show the chill side
I'm just tryna slide
Right through
I'm chillin by a lake side
Soakin up the sunshine
I'm tryna
puzzle
It's an awful muddle
But somehow we've got to go on
Lawrence of Arabia is waiting in the wings
He's got some Arab sheikhs and kings
And we're in
and gloom and I move past the struggle
The diamond out the rubble the last piece of the puzzle
I'm a rare find and my kind is hard to double
Or should I say
(One was Johnny)
One was Johnny who lived by himself
Two was a rat who jumped on his shelf
Three was a cat who chased the rat
Four was a dog
potato skins and pickled wieners,
Crossword puzzles, Spider-Man comics, and mama's home made rhubarb pie
Pulled out of the driveway and the neighbors,
potato skins and pickled wieners,
Crossword puzzles, Spider-Man comics, and mama's home made rhubarb pie
Pulled out of the driveway and the neighbors,
By Scatterbrain
From the recording titled 'Here Comes Trouble'
Color by numbers, stay inside the lines
Ya got a question? Check the rulebook, see
the roof
Raise the roof because it's all on fire
Not done by the sun or electrical wire
Not done by sons stricking matches with
I guess you could consider it poetry
But with me it started out with just words just words
They started looking like puzzle pieces so I started
A crossword puzzle, together...
While no one's minding the weather...
However boring nights might seem,
The morning will clean what was left by
I'm addicted to the vibes
So we drinking by the bottle
I'm addicted to the grind
I'm addicted to the hustle
Money on my mind
That's what makes me move
to the puzzle, my life had scattered
Up in the rafters, my blood has stained
They Welcome me to da hall, Forever in my name
If you don't know his name by now
can tell by your face, you in a daze like I am
In this bed for the roses, looks just right to lay down
Thorns and all, how you pierce this God flesh,
that's cheap
That's so cheap we're gonna do it again
That's enough okay
Well, by that time
The extract of the Northern dog
Had induced in the fur trapper
I am clearly broken
And no one knows what to do
Pieces of the puzzle don't fit
So I pound them into you
Itching is the pulse inside
Creeping
mom, huh?
She copped the toys I would play with in my room by myself, why he by himself?
He got two older brothers, one hood, one good
An independent
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