Lyrics:
Misanthropic
(Lyrics by: Alvin J. Primack & Matt Harvey)
Cancer cleanses the purity from its body
Systematic purging
Demonic code activated
day
I grab my Glock, 2 cooler kits and then I grab my J's
Bad lil thotty bitch, she on my dick, I call her Jay
She eat the dick, she use the spit, so
I’m boutta take off cause I’m doing my bit
Finally snapped now I’m finna be lit
Light me up call me juicy j I’m smokin a splif
I’m the real deal bitch,
Looking like a nice guy, 'til I take your motherfucking wi-fi
And torrent every single song in my library
Then I drive by very fucking high by everybody
the mission, we work for submission
And minutes are minuscule, they fade by the day
We throw them away, shit, pennies is fading ' too
They both be the same, make
pluie de bombe
Bisous bonne nuit
La fête est finie
D'mande à Orelsan
Bêtise infinie
Faut qu'on arrête ça
C'que j'dis ça t'ennuie
T'aimes l'oseille et
one
Trying to puncture on my life by filling up my lungs
The shit you call air, but I call it death
'Cause it makes me choke and lose my breath
My
Bootleggin-whiskey-rapin-black-women-and-havin-a-fat-stack-of-loot
Undercover David Duke, isn't it true
The gangster movement started long before my time
Long before the hair rag, gangster sag
Finger signs and love
brothers that's willing to pay my bail
If they catch me off guard
Throw 'em like Curry's mouthguard
The plan was all God's, J's low like A-rod
20 going on 20
coming down my eyes so I gotta make this song cry
Don't disregard the truth just to be leaded by the blind
Eventually you'll crash ignoring the stop signs
with a bang
I got many opps I ain't saying no names
M B L K C E J
Remember I was selling nic and weed by the stop sign
Always gon' tote so no one gon'
realize y'all too well spoken
So imma let you go, like mi heart turn frozen
No no, unnuh can't get me
Take this sign as I will get what's mine
I'm gon get
want to get home before I'm burnt by the sun
I want to be free in peace love and harmony
But my Miranda be vanishing like Carmen see
Check
Intro
Yeah, J.R.
Virginia type shit
I'm from where
N**gaz just be hating for no fucking reason
But fuck em
Hook
I just cop the wraith with the stars
mieć OG Kush
Wersy mam ze Stanów ciuchy też ze Stanów
Czuję się jak Juicy J nie mogę słuchać
Versace nie Gucci chudy i długi
Skoki nie buty (pow pow)
Na
I get more bitches than you, fools cock 22
I cock A-K's make niggas run for they duece
and them blue signs is thicker
cause when you think
Mila J (Mila J)
Dolla—Dolla sign
I fought to come in
Can tell you want it
Been here too many times
So if you want it
I'm not running
No more
Dream we're out on the runway
And you're right there by my side
And we're taking off in your j5
Baby, I love it when we fly
‘Cause you're
Starting off your day now, oh no
Washing off your face now, oh no
Crossing by the playground, oh no
Longing for the day
All that is is all that's
dropped the bitches off now I'm
Off to my uncle house
Stopped by the liquor store
Nothing but the thugs out
White tees and Chucks
One nigga hit me up like
Wake up, thank god for my pay stub
Collect my peso
Only thing on my mental, making instrumentals
40 oz's by the case loads
Got to know I love ganja,
odds got pull, get paid in full
Gold easy record cause you know it's mine
Clean my skeezer with the FU sign
Rapping all the time on the US Mint
Love
made 'for you by you'
Every hip-hop nigga listen and wishing he had your style
To go against you if you rip him and pass him by (yeah)
A mastermind is
to what's mine
Her broke ass always talking dollar signs
And she come with some kids that ain't mine
Man fuck them kids Bernie Mac line
Like Ray J I only got
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