Lyrics:
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Bad bitch feed me lamb chops wit zip sauce
10 milli for protection
I don't use protection
Benz class S's
Look at my progression
Being me is
10 one nine
Turning them S boys chicken tikka
Chequered flag for them boys that used to bang
Now sit in the bleachers
Still on the roads
Dishing out
the flow gon go cause the shows not over, yuh
Nine times outa 10 these motherfuckers fake, aye
I shine with my rhymes whenever I got baked, yuh
I ain't even
give a
7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, band
2 drinks in me hand, wining out a hand
We livin' we best life, we outside before sunrise
Marchin' out on the front line,
junebug, junebug
junebug season.
No wha'm talkin bout?
junebug.
Hit me with a drop of oil.(9X)
my 9 to 5, it's fucking slaughter
All these bitches like oil cause they all thicker than water
Bless the lord oh my soul so dark, I chug holy water
these re-solutes
Chip off the writers block with nines that chop against the destitute
Evolution of the manor, trade royalties with verses
Go with
to be a white flag
It's a flag that I will salute
Two thousand, nine-hundred, seventy-seven
That can't be replaced by all the flags in heaven
One human
heard
Little do they know he's a caster of Word
Last to be late to the church house by nine
The Sunday School teachers keep Ketch on the line
And it's,
honored
I got a bubble bath waiting for you (For you)
I'll be in the bedroom with the oils (Mm hmm)
This for all them times that you let me enjoy you (All
Been living a lie since the day of birth
Get a job and earn your worth
The 9-5 Suicide, persuaded by the corporate lie
They dont give a fuck about
spoiled
By record execs that fuck em good with Tin foil
If im the engine atleast be my Motor oil
Giving reparations to those that did the most for you
VADO VESRE
UH ITS NOT LECTURE'S WHEN WHEN THEY FIRIN
EITHER YOU UNDER PRESSURE OR YOU APPLYIN IT
WEIGHTING COKE BY THE MEASURE'S OR YOU SUPPLING IT
everything is neat
Geometry
Died blue purple nine
It is what you will decide
To be far from what you do
I say hello from me to you
All of everything I see
a blessing for ha
Candles lit while I burn oil
Traveling thru all this turmoil
Slicker den niggas wit perms Boy
Running it up tryna get EARN more.
Before Dey
and hollow eyes
Beguiling lies to banish light
Cannot trust my treacherous senses
Hypnotized by parlor tricks and puppetry
Face the corruption clothed in
Oil executives exit expecting a expedited execution
Not too late for retribution
In hopes to halt our devolution
Took that green pill and it turned me
to sober up
Everybody want abundance
If you got it would you pray still?
I don't wanna be drunk on power
Dumbstruck by the outcome of my aimed will
Pain
lost him in my arms u couldn’t imagine
Shhh god bless em, maybe I was welcomed I was 9 years old
I held your thirty eight special, if this was
destroy
All the worlds are Your toy
So how do You stand by
While Your children cry
Where are You to be found
While Your children drown
Father dear Father
at nine
Her husband’s at factory working overtime
But he took off early, and he rumbled on the scene
She heard his dirtbike and saw the Kawasaki Green
will set their ‘criminals’ Free
Not even Russians approve of your act
You’re just a blight in History
Words & Musick by
Otto von Ruggins
March 9, 2022
seeding, sowing, growing
But not knowing and not showing
What I created and devised, so I became a ghost
Going coast to coast, kneaded by life
And then left
I'm crazy cause I travel by airplanes
ever since 9/11 shit fucking changed
nothing's the same
the sky is red
my eyes is red
but I'm still here
First we
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