Lyrics:
A bit illuminati bound
& Dawn’s trying to calm me down
Well fuck him too
Ima tie him to
My basement floor
Oh by the way Dawn
Could you turn up
The bass
year around this time we'd be all on the curb
Cold as fuck outside, long john under our shirt
Break bread with the family, you felt you had to be first
Master, hit the switch, Igor, he's alive
Yo, set it off, set it off, yo, yo, yo
Let's start ridin', my flows bring the tide in
While John Cochran break
Master, hit the switch, Igor, he's alive
Yo, set it off, set it off, yo, yo, yo
Let's start ridin', my flows bring the tide in
While John Cochran break
Master, hit the switch, Igor, he's alive
Yo, set it off, set it off, yo, yo, yo
Let's start ridin', my flows bring the tide in
While John Cochran break
romantic fruit basket and some candles
Call me Kyrie how I grasped her by her handles
She's yellin' out “go faster!” as I slammed her
She makes my Crowe
down
I ain't never been afraid that they'd take me out
I been gunnin' for the stage finna' take the crown
You might wanna' run away 'cause this may get
fix my life but now I watch it whiz by
When I'm breaking down I grab the pieces and I lift my
Problems up and stack them Swiss high
They eat me up like
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Lyrics and Music by Andrew Weiss
16 and a half centuries to go, and where it goes, nobody knows
I was punished for being born twice, and I
Im'ma hit the road right now
And as I leave right now
Watch me shut shit down
Cuz I'm coming for the crown
I'd rather stand up now
Than be caught
Closed the door and left me blinded by the light
Don't let the sun go down on me
Although I search myself, it's always someone else I see
I'd just allow
on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
A lotta stamps and brands, we like a barcode
I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media
preach
Little shorties want to be down like Brandy when they hear me speak
The be double O-T-L-E-G-T-H-E-are-A-P
see-A-P-O-N-E-D
DREcM McCHINE
ME cND McMc LIVED IN c SINGLE WIDE
IN THE RUN DOWN, SUN DOWN TRcILER PcRK
McMc WcS c WcITRESS I'D HELP HER COUNT HER TIPS
WE PcID OUR
And I'll run you down, stomp yo' ass, and leave you swollen
Pick up your cash, take all your burners and keep it rollin'
Triple X raised, Bumpy, I be John
arm, uh
He asked me if I'd be his date for the prom
And he'd buy me a horse, a Porsche and a farm
Dan my nigga from Down South
Used to like me to spank
I go by cola no soda I thought I told yaaaaa
Bitch I'm Cola fuckin D flip it around you know the name and that's on gang Ha!
Man I lost my miiiiiiind
A new obscenity laced rap video from the cousin of an unarmed man shit to death
by the L.A.P.D. appears to threaten the lives of police officers
to Jesus Peter Paul John n James
Praise the Holy King
Wasn't cooking, but it's hot now
Lock-down poetry pop-out
It's handouts n mad clout
Souly stand out
I've been thinking lately, would you be my lady
The places we could go, oh it'd be so right
I've been thinking lately, would you be my lady
at the doormat
Load and cock it, topic, make it go bad
Silly rabbit, by my carat, get a toe tag
Project baby, get 'em, I go 'em
Polo'd down, pop a nigga like
Rules tattoo on his arm, uh
He asked me if I'd be his date for the prom
And he'd buy me a horse, a Porsche and a farm
Dan, my nigga from Down South
Rules tattoo on his arm, uh
He asked me if I'd be his date for the prom
And he'd buy me a horse, a Porsche and a farm
Dan, my nigga from Down South
round the corner, you gon hear my axe scrappin
Your bitch pillow talkin', gettin dick down by a bunch of dudes
piss up on a fuck boy, blade scrappin on my
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