Lyrics:
Bout to get my just dues, don't like it then fuck you
I'm just doing me, you can all fuck off
Check my lyrics up on Rap Genius, I'm a rap genius
to ya Nike Airs
Said I'm from the darkside bringin the light here
Wha!
[Styles:] Second time around, you know what time it is. It's all lyrics over
(Yes, I'm ready) I'm ready
(Yes, I'm ready)
Time to go, we gon' put you out your misery motherfucker
Niggas definitely know what time it is (yes, I'm
problems
And if you got a problem with my lyrics come and solve it
If you got a problem with my lyrics you the problem
So I'll just go up in that draw
over, these cold shoulders are both frozen, you don't know me
I keep saying it, I can't stress it enough, so keep playing it and stand next to the subs
These old country lanes
When we did not know the answers
And I miss the way you make me feel, it's real
We watched the sunset over the castle
and the torture and the misery
Must it be my secret for eternity?
Till you know my hidden shame you really don't know me
I had a friend when I was just a boy
We
live it
Hear it my spirit is where it should be
Don't push me if you pussy, huh
I spot em, it seems you want to ride the dillz
I got em, KRS got
the album. Ah ..., but before we do, I feel that ah ..., I have to tell you something because I know that if you were in my place that you would do it for me.
ain't good for my image
So Big Daddy, you know it's time to kick a verse
But do your man a favor, don't curse
Uh, the smooth rap inventor that enter
Hold out, just keep on hoping against hope it's gonna get better
Don't worry, there's no hurry for you, for me everything's gonna come around
Shout
the lyrics?
I know the flow's disturbing
I know for certain just because you know all about the artist
Don't mean you know the person; you don't know me
I
brothers temperature with his thumb
When you go to his house don't kneel or squat
Before you know it his dad will tie your dick in a knot
With his tounge
all-time love
Ohh!
I just wanna see my self
Riding around in my 'Rarri
But I know it's just a dream
I just wanna love you babe
And take you out
But you know
outta my way
'Cause I clock Gs while you clock Z's
And I don't smoke crack, I smoke M.C.s
So pick up a pen, cop a squat, and take notes
A rapper
that, here's the dance floor, come move that ass
Non-believers, you can check the steps
I roll with Shaheed and the brother Abstract
Niggas know
know; you don't have to ask
Rappers' rhythm and poetry, cuts create sound effects
You might get junked if you follow the records he wrecks
Until then,
(dissin')
Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field nigga
I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you
You know I'd go
better duck down
(yeah, uh)
Facedown you know the routine the cream
Earrings, you know the drama Biggie bring
Let's get it on be the realest, ha, yeah
I'm
My music loosen nooses
It's proven I'm ruthless
This dude is so ready to rumble
Ain't playin' with a full deck so please
Don't get caught in my shuffle
Leave your car flat blood or crip
I don't give a fuck bout none of that
All of y'all can get it, homeboy
It's more than rap
Training Day, I teach you
the crowd, singin' out loud
Every word, that's every lyric
You can hate, shit, just stop actin' like you don't hear it
This shit right here for the party
Yo my lil bruh Wiz just uh
Poured me some champagne man
Appreciate that bruh
I finna spit some real shit man, you
Know what I’m sayin so uh, you know
'cause you know damn well you don't want this
Some good advice is just break out
Before I treat you like a fast food restaurant and take-out
As soon
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