Lyrics:
Verse 1: Crackerjacks
I got the adibles
de-deing-zak-zeek-zo goods to eat
what to the manilla on your paper
it's the rattle with the crackerjack
the blame for my entourage, just stop droppin' names
And you gon' stop getting dropped and mollywopped by the gang
Do your thang, just keep me out of it
My
the club juss swervin'
Hit the hit the parking lot by the club juss swervin'
Sat it on dem big 6's couldn't play games with dem 20's
That wet paint is
a plastic bag
That corresponds to all those ads
It sucks up all the rubbish
That is fed in through by ear
I eat Kleenex for breakfast
And use soft
you top-shelf
Beer drinkers out thereIrish Goodbye
Begins nowI'm back!
Hey!
Imma punch the ceiling 'til it rains blood
I'm yelling 'Kill 'em all!'
like true bitches they just runnin' they lips
They aint bout it i really doubt it i ain’t listening to shit
Quik said if it dnt make dollaz it dont make
forever
Is it that you know you're wrong
That keeps you up at night
To all of you- I don't think you understand
You bow your knees
To the son of a man
my time I can't see straight throught these white lines
All the sound is coming from the DJs desk
The disco ball is hanging by a single thread
It's
the neck first
'Cause it hurts, get 'em where the blood squirts
Carve his whole face off and make him eat it
Chain him up by the foot in the basement,
years behind his case
My dad had guns pointed to face
Were I'm from it's satan or walk by faith
You can die while taking a girl on a date
Don't run
don't pay me
Fuck up, I'm done with your joke
I got the tides they are changing
You ain't a friend your a dope
Eat, the food is mine
Everybody eat tonight
and pounce
Everybody just rock it, don't stop it
You gotta rock it, don't stop
Keep tickin' and tockin', work it all around the clock
Everybody keep
Pennister's scandal
I gift wrap the sawed-off, the DJ pump it
March to the sounds of Armstrong's trumpet
Great things satisfied great minds
You want me
and enough to eat
I got a song to sing
I must have angels up above I may never meet
Watching over me
I got a friend who wants to know what's in it for him
feel me
I promise i'ma show you the real me
This shit ain't easy
I want you stay by me
If you can
It's for you to be up like me
It's for you to eat just
Nigga, we doing this shit from Cleveland to LA
Nigga whatever you niggas want, we bringin' it!
Thug Luv, nigga. What time is it?
Yo, I don't give
feedings I'm a homicidal guy
Ooh chicken thighs, I want french fries
But wait dude aren't you vegan?
No (no)
I see those ice cream trucks passing by my
Down in southeast csia, they've got this special drink
clthough the way it's made should make you stop and think
c creature called a civet, rather
I am going to eat my hat if it's true
Yo I don't speak no hate boy I'm cool
Or use blame as a tool, shame on you
But I've been cutting friends just
be able to know what you wanna eat
This is far from
Paradise
They say
Love is mostly
Sacrifice
I'll pay
As long as it's the
lowest price
or free
I
days you go on a repeat
I hope you'll be fine and don't got a disease
I'm crazy in love
And all your curve
Your hip to your lips
Yeah I wait for it
crowd
They knock you down and then they say you won it all by choice
I used to dream about a life where they heard my voice
Feels like every time I speak
to
Learn this shit twice, yeah
Too many options, not that you would know
I put two Greek columns in my studio
(Let's get it rolling with DJ Benjamin, now)
I
ya quicker
Especially when I'm drunk off the liquor
Smokin' funk by the boxes, packin' Glocks-es
It's natural to eat you
Niggas like chocolates
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