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a different Howie Roseman, an under dog!
Doug Pederson, when Doug Pederson was hired
He was rated as the worst coaching hire
By a lot of freakin' analysts out

didn't know things
I got snaked by my bro I let him eat until he's bloated
He's just another bum-scum broke kid

Changed them guys in my circle
Never got

the corner
Caressing his cock and his balls
Along came his mum
And shouted ""By gum
You'd better wipe that off the walls""

Simple Simon met a pie-man
Going

to live
Now it's Peter Luger's
Cutting up an expensive rib
Cursing out the bums
Cause I ain't got any cents to give
They saying I'm not the one
I leave em

girls with bum chins
Why I celebrate all the dumb
Things I've done since
All the fun shit, ignorant dumb shit
Why do we always gotta try to be smart? Shit

at her
Cause her hair stay fly
And her nails stay fly
And her ass oh my
Everybody look who coming
It's a damn walk by
She go coast to coast
And be making

wallet at all! Anybody?"
What, you think?
You're flyin' high in the air with the parrots?
It's embarrassin', B
Apparently you've gotta be Peter Pan
'Cause

then i gotta drop her
She gon' be

I don't do subs bitch say my name
Nigga get dumb he hang by his chain
If I'm at the top bitch how we the same?
He

i accept
I love the environment, so I got Peta respect
I'm high as a griffin (Damn)
Silly with cash, Peter with bread
Got munchies from Chris, I eat

Yea, ok, look
Heard a fat nigga jumped on you, how yo hip doing?
Heard your baby daddy beat on you, how your kids doing?
Heard a bum nigga spit on you,

Peter doesn't know what the hell is going on
Confusion's running wild and all confidence is gone
Nothing seems to go right and nothing's ever fair
He

feelin' like Spider-Man
I got all this heat but I'm comin' with waves
I feel like a fireman
Man are liars, they're comin' like Peter
In the streets and he's

and lunch
I put this on my mama I'm gon' never gonna be a bum
All these people talking all around me they be scum
I pull out as fast as I can
Kill the beat,

squad of young lads and they neva stay mad
Got my dawg by my side like he's a good bloke
Keep my circle real tight just my bum hole like
We just won

a bad bitch, I stay on her like some flees
Beans not the lean
Ima Gucci feen
Now I'm getting money baby so it's Gucci beans

Smoking pot no Peter Pan
I be

Stalin don't like rum
But he'll stick it in your bum
It's so plum
Then he hit you with the one pump chump
It's so small you might think its a microorganism

catch a vibe, but I know that she faded
Tell her, sit back, bum bitch, yeah you basic
All them long nights, I know you still hate it
Boarded up my heart,

usually a bum
Childhood menace, if you knew me I was fun
High tech scope, I could shoot a movie with a gun
Sororities ain't nothing, drinking trulys in

right
An arrest affidavit says a person walked by Saint Peter and Paul
Church the night of September 30th
And saw Father Clark with two women committing

the bottle
Bitch I can't even follow let alone swallow
That piss yellow liquid nah pass it to Pablo
Shit give it to Rob Lowe and bum him a smoke
I'll be good

I'ma bang my rocket
Lil hot  he blaze, he bang for Peter
Demon child yeah, you know that I'm evil
We flipped his whip , he thought we ain't see him

Them

everywhere, but you workin' for a Pension
I'm skatin' on you bums like that nigga on the Simpsons
Got the bread with the crumbs, pockets fat, Peter Griffin

they not
Why don't you just be yourself  do you not feel like you enough
I been hanging by myself Cause not to many that I trust
Probably why I don't

Bulletproof

Eko Fresh

Freezy Bumaye 2: Es War Alles Meine Idee

2010

Gangsters im Unterhemd, der Bulle rennt, guck, er rennt
Drive-By vom Benz aus, deine Gang bang ich auch
Ich nehm die kugelsichere Weste und die Panzerfaust