Lyrics:
not a put down
I put my foot down
And then I make some love, I put my root down
Like Sweetie Pie by the Stone Alliance
Everybody knows I'm known for
Because Spotify pays by the stream
So a one minute song pays the most
You can stream all your five minute ballads
But they won't buy you fried eggs
Don't take this personal nigga
When I meet Jaden Smith nigga I'm a rob you
Fuck what the cops do
I love what ya moms do
I love what ya pops do
Wills
Wills - Cherokee Maiden; Buck Owens - Tiger By The Tail; Hank Williams - goes without sayin'. Now that's what I'm dob
Yes sir, that's what I'm talking
(Play it for me)
(Kick it)
(The mic smith, yeah, alright) yeah
Okay
Girls, girls, girls, girls
These girls I do adore
Walking down
School for the blind, I don't see these niggas doing it
I'm doing it and doing it and doing it well
Niggas wanna test me boy, who wanna fail?
Beat you
clean house like Tony Randall
With style filed for sexual harassment like Tisha Campbell
You wack like Will Smith, your rhyme style is pansy
I fuckin'
need my own parade
Fuck itm give me hand grenades
Watch me make a suicide salad out a rap ballad
For the love of the kill, I kill for the love
I'm
by the ocean's roar, on a May day long ago,
He'd become a name remembered, a tale to tell and show.
The Ballad of Will Jackman, hero of the sea,
Murder Ballad 3
I hear what they’re saying and it means nothing to me
I know where I’m going but it’s not yet time to see
Only thing that bothers
Starting off with a bang
Not a bop what a shame
Just bought a plot of land in the middle of the game
Cost a lot for some fame
Had to keep the image
Allah just, I lay it for the mix tapes
Quick to quake a label-mate
The sound came outta rusted crate
Surrounded by cobwebs
Beat smooth enough
(alright, alright)
So everybody in the house, give a warm (uh), round of applause for
The Notorious B.I.G. (ha)
The Notorious B.I.G. ladies and gentlemen,
Greyhound
Just me hittin like a beat from Dr. Dre, out
I'll be waiting on you (I'll be waiting)
I'll be waiting on you (I'ma be right here, for you ba-by
quite like me
Isn't that Presumably
What it is they say you're looking for
Ballad singer with a guitar
Okay so guitar was the part I got wrong
that's why I'm praying that
God will be my word smith
Chris and Ethan hit my line
Said I'm doing right
I'm so thankful for that night
They don't even know
Looking for Rose
Man blood
Shadows dancing in the corridors behind me
Terror sinking in
Lusting for blood and salivating for my flesh
Let the chase
like we supposed
Sigel, Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Don't change the game for these
like we supposed
Sigel, Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Don't change the game for these
Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Don't change the game for these hoes
Who plays the game
Come along, take a ride,
With Decade Dreamers by your side,
We've got a song for every heart,
A melody to light the dark.
From pop beats to ballads
Why would you irrelevant fucks wanna rebel against us
Knowing your Smith & Wesson has never been clutched?
Knowing you never been rushed by the most
Smoke a blunt for me too, I'm starin' through your rearview
You ain't knowin' what we mean by starin' through the rearview
So since you ain't knowin'
[Intro: Tebz Smith]
STERNSTRONG
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Tebz Smith
[Vs1: Tebz Smith]
If no be you by my side
Where I for be e?
If no be you
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