Lyrics:
Girl, girl, girl
That's your life
Girl
Smoking that glass pipe
I come from the city of dope
It couldn't be saved by john the pope
Cause
From a city of big dreams
Don't make cents so
I'm chasing the cream
2 sisters 1 brother had to share
The same mattress
Had to hustle & motivate
Take
what you are
Why they deep in the ends like sharks?
250 on the lamb work of art
Too many n***as creators got parts
When you get a jump you gotta start
the headliner
I was adored by the headliner
Even fucked those two bitches together, dawg
That shit was too much for me
I had to take December off
2022 I'm
and kicking
I'm the A to the G-I followed by the A-N-T rolling with the Show be -I
Black boots, black hat, slick like a black cat
Flip like a fat
building up
Stay tune if you know what I mean
But first
(Ugh)
I got a couple names that people try to call me
Such a big dreamer like I’m stuck up in a coma
though they play a major
Part in each way
We can’t blame it all on the DJ
Because when New York slows down
I play the side like a G
Waited my turn but
worth dying over. Now, two years later, we were having trouble surviving. There we were grown adults in the middle of our living room, putting pennies in
plays a part
Delivered like a dart
Stick to the wax, engraev in the lines
Music awards given to the rhymes
The Chubbster returns for the year ninety-two
Never give up
This is just the prelude this is just a preview
Album on the way
Biggest critic and its part 2
Keep it in drive please don't let nobody
actin hella naughty
“Hamza would you diss t n p”, yeah prolly
“Hamza would you wanna be like me”, not likely
But change the topic
I drop a classic album
ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
The Road Not Taken ‐
it ain't be like that
Monumental and eventful
It be like that
Shit ain't cLL bad why you gotta see it like that
Gettin' by by the seat of my pants
One little, two little, three little indie rap
Headphones, backpack, watch 'em all
It goes watch out!
Jack the Ripper, Jack Jack the Ripper
with her ass, and while she casin' his place
Tryin' to tell another nigga what he got up in his safe
About the big hundred stacks and them bricks
the army
Came with the arms I'm a part of the body
This is more than a hobby
They don't see the work so they think that I'm Tommy
They should go n' live but
, Kevlar the vest, them we make the news
Xanny bars help me talk to Jesus, blessing come in twos
Big boy phantom, when you driving boogie, stars is in roof
by the general and the captain
Said I'm too pretty for the war, now I'm handsome
But I'm still grand rock hard as the canvas
Keep it real with me
had've warned her
Now you're mad talking ‘bout she ain't shit
But you played a big part in all of it if you'll admit
She's everything you made her
You
knocked down the towers, literally
JESSE:
Yeah he strapped himself with C4 and piloted two planes
Like Bill Pullman in ID4, bootlegged as Loose Change
a visit to
They was put there by cops who can't pass a physical
Ain't no beg your pardon, barging in your living room
Run up on your fam while your baby
I smoke citrus mist know what history is
Some distant kids surrounded by risky shit
I smoke a spliff that's big
Then I'm feeling on
Top of the world
the experience wasn't appreciated
By my young mind
"yeah get to the point"
Chill brah, let me talk
"Well explain the two area codes
Thats tatted on your arms"
ride
But I won't lie, sometimes life felt like a drive-by
Still that same kid you met, spittin' sci-fi
I was thirteen makin' beats in Gatlinburgs Five
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