Lyrics:
a corpse to exploit
Cause the media made millions off
Of protests for George Floyd
That's called ad revenue
They make cash selling you
All the crap
I tried to write a rap song
It didn't take me that long
'Cause I rushed it
So the words are shit and the tune
Will get right on your tit's
My rhymes
Last name Soprano
Another day another dollar bill
I’ma keep it real
Give a crap how y’all cowards feel
Goin’ to the house for the points
I just landed it
meat, Easy Meat.
Been watching people consuming,
Getting fat, worn and sick.
There’s diabetes and heart attacks,
you can take your pick.
Working three
won’t run
Cut the crap, I’ve heard that before
I know that you’re misleading
You think when you put on that smile
That I can’t tell you’re deceiving
from all the noises
Too many people tell me what I should do, I take it then laugh
They not knowing if I mess up I can end up falling fast
If I write
Second time in line I have gone around
It's time they said it wasn't all for you
Everything is worse when you're in town
Can't take this shit what am
If you can’t afford a bus, then walk!
If there’s nothing to discuss, don’t talk!
If you life a game of craps
Then perhaps it’s time to go to
The 11th
to settle and to be a good wife
But I couldn't keep ignoring
That that was just too boring
So I just cut the crap with a knife
You know I've never been
a nigga draped in all L, know that I am next
You never get that, just sit back
You know when I'm in denim supply, niggas feelin' so alive
Or at the crap
flow
Shit we mastered the feat, you can't bring us (what)
why y'all could crap if why y'all was doing that shit with eight fingers
Come on black, we
Broadway,
Telling of the wonders they can do.
There's con men and there's boosters,
Card sharks and crap-shooters.
They congregate around the Metropole.
Orleans we ballin (ooohh da way y'all ball)
[Verse Five: Lil' Flip]
Look everybody in my click got Ninja bikes
Please take off ya ring I got bigger ice
I
out coming here
Ain't gonna get caught again
I'm gonna buy a big one
Like that Mr Gorbachov
And when it's raining all this crap
Oh my hat will keep
Verse One: Gift of Gab
Sittin on top of the bay, watchin the tide
It's time to break the tension away, come take a ride
As you enter
conversation
Lately niggas in here rapping like they’re imitation
We the youngest in the building don’t get in your feelings
Ain’t got time for all that crap
ridin' off the energy, I feel like Elon Musk
They gassed up, let's take a bet to see where he ends up
I think you drank too much Mimosa at your weekend
shell-shocked
Confident I think I got it all figured out
With help from osmosis
Sift through the crap hit the safety valve
Then put on aegis
Scream race from
said, baby, am I hurt you
Tonight, just relax,
Let me work you
Tonight
The way she put her thing on me
I was so ready to take flight
And I wasn't ready
Nah, for real, bro! take a time to stop balling cause youre not
Up for free throw, better work on the pen cause
I can't see ghost, invest in something
On the corner of the party store shootin' some craps
If this is something that you normally see
then you probably live close to me
[Chorus]
There was a party
your phone, hold up, choppa got 'em AirDrop
Quit gamblin' with my life, I was shootin' dice, hope he crap out
'Til the police shut down junky store
even ask and your mom got naked
Till I told her the truth and she just couldn't take it
I met your mom in class she was passing notes
Pretty soon I
No more the craps rolls out your mouth again
Haven't changed, your brain's still gelatin
Little whispers circle around your head
Don't you worry
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