Lyrics:
a deal with Puma, but Nike, I keep a hundred pair
Stop goin' to Silver Spring, I found out I was wanted there
They gon' bring us so many bottles,
They ain't seen a ring in years, shit, they team on a drought
If I pop a V-cut, it's gon' be steam I let out
I'ma call you Oscar, sippin' green lean,
understand why?
When the sun goes down, i started thinkin bout you
All the time passed by, all alone in my room
But It’s fine.
Hope you’re doin fine.
Be more
I've clowned for years, and y'all could never fade my peers
One two three four five six seven nine, ten, Eiht you can't win
'Cause all the way around
hundreds if I keep it a hundred
Yet my creativity never been more abundant
Yet interviews asked about Drake like I'm a pundit
Trust
Thirty years plus
hundreds if I keep it a hundred
Yet my creativity never been more abundant
Yet interviews asked about Drake like I'm a pundit
Trust
Thirty years plus
tight
I ain't thinkin' bout the others cause his love is right now
Now two years ago, a friend of mine
Of the opposite sex, started spendin' time
Had
scooby doo,
And guess what, America, we love you
'Cause you rocked and a rolled with so much soul,
You could rock 'til a hundred and one years old
I
can't stay too long
This last year's been the worst of my life
And leaving you was my biggest mistake
Kyle hurts me, Shiro he hits me
I'm scared Kyla
it, what was once so majestic
Is now only adored by epileptics
I record to resurrect it, by my own accord I can't accept it
But when something gives
writing bit by bit
Over the years man it would fade
Gradual recognition started replacing hate
But still some people didn't know all of the songs I made
don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I
'm Super Rhymes, I'm 22
I'm gonna be 100 before I'm through
Because no, I didn't come from the planet Earth
Planet Rhymeon is my place of birth
From
stupidity
By the way, you gangsters should know
One of your victims was a three-year-old girl
Well, you gang members, you
Still don't get it, do ya?
(With
Yeah, classic hip hop shit
Dr. D-R-E
Rozay and Jay, let's get 'em
We started out moppin' floors
And now we front row at the awards
Number one
Yeah, classic hip hop shit
Dr. D-R-E
Rozay and Jay, let's get 'em
We started out moppin' floors
And now we front row at the awards
Number one
thinkin no competition exist
While all these broke niggas gettin assist
I don't even give a damn as long as the Conversation is in my hand
Good 100 thou
the good outweigh the bad, on top of that
I ain't no rookie
Zoned out, buzzed light, year, I still popped out with the woody
Took some losses, lost a leg,
10 years ago!
Man, shut- listen man
You're killing yourself you should let me
Spit and come back i'm
Tellin' you it'll look better on
Camera for you
Was popping perks thinkin bout where my happiness went
I just wanted to be happy again (Damn)
Caught another case see niggas happy as shit
That's
around town
Thinkin' you can wash me onna beat you a clown
I can tell that lil' bitch a freak by the way she smile
CGB the gang nah nigga you can't fuck
on when I see y'all
Proof what the fuck you thinkin' of nigga, that's cash boy
Need the white boy to get y'all started ass niggaz
Fuck y'all hoes, I told
(why?)
Cause I'm ruthless for life
Nigga ten years passed and we still up in that ass
Will I make it or continue and
Look at all the shit you in
Eazy does
Paper Route
You don't know who you're messing with
cin't no Democrat, and by far I'm no Republican
This is the type of talk that'll probably piss
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