Lyrics:
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
Please don't play no games with us, we take this shit too serious
Police got me on the run
'Cause they know we movin' by the ton
City to city, state
Than take her courtside to
Watch Big Game Dame
I’m ballin’ like Ja Morant, you
Balling like Lonzo Ball
No your not the same
I got a Murcielago
to Trenton
Gold in my music I'm hated by dentists
If I start up you then know imma finish
On a high horse and it's testing my limits
I'm making records
Deal aus
Um "Danke" zu sagen für alles, was mich freut
Schenk ich diesen Track, so
Lang wie ein Album, nun euch
Ich schrieb hundert
Zweihundert,
This a token of my affection
Wrote these thoughts down on this paper while you were resting
As you get older, your life takes a direction
When it
say, discard the pain, you finally get it it's hard to take
When police make a carcass rain, the Karmas taste is charred remains.
You know, turn your
(Italian) and Country Classics Albums.
Everybody's got the dancin' fever
Everbody'd love to rock and roll
Play it loud and baby play it better
Funky
a variety of secret societies
We were born on this earth by default
And the police just wanna indict we
I need some soul music - I feel that shit in me
I'm seein'
Mean nothin' was the same
And I'm no longer dreamin'
Man, this already a classic, yeah
I'm the future, so you can't look past it
If you take
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
start this album, I would like you to know
I don't condone any of the following
Brutal harming of others, unless if followed by the code of Hammurabi
Elijah Williams, Carlos Franco
Gabriel Ellis shout out to all my niggas
In Paris and New Jersey
Aight, I gotta go work back on my album
It's classic
going way up
What a day what a day
Love the hater showing fake love
You know we saucy by nature
Yeah we really bout to take off
I just dey grind on my own
love you)
(I love you)
I woke up out that coma 2001
'Bout the same time Dre dropped 2001
Three years later the album is done
Aftermath presents,
Gangsters, gangsters
Gangsters, stand up and rap what you're claiming
Police roll around, shake us down, always playing and I
Gangsters, gangsters
Streets
You might end up with a wife
But you'll never be a dad
Not to add
The fact you quit the music makes me glad
You gotta love it
That's some real classic
the police
Cause out here, the heart has gotta eat
So we live by any means in Chicago streets
I say truthfully, I'm trying to bring you me
I'm trying to bring
to resort to violence?
Pay me a half a million, I'll consult your album
And show you how to stay off my dick
That's the thing I hate the most, can't even
In the industry
I don't give a fuck what you did
This is my house
Take off your shoes when you walk in my crib
Niggas talk crazy to Hitman
And I'm
is a classic album, I'm forever on rewind
What is love?
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
But what's love got to do with
records to a totally different audience
I take a precaution that nobody else has
I stickered my album
I made two versions, two versions, two versions
And pantsuits owned by Hilary Rodham,
So just do me a favor
Take this album and blast it
And Understand you just been blessed With an instant classic
This is what
Just point out the bounce
Yes, just point out the bounce nigga
Yo, listen
Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic
Couldn't even be stopped by Bin
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