Lyrics:
on (come on)
I'm talking to you, come on the Working Hour
This is the working hour
We are paid by those who
Learn by our mistakes
This is the working hour
boy head, boom bye bye
I.Q. sky high, I flaunt why'all to hardcore
Conquer, why you frontin dunn? You don't want war
[Chorus 2X]
[Outro: Method
it's not my fucking problem
These are just songs using lyrics made by a made-up alter ego
That are read off a piece of paper
This alter ego is simply
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
This is My World's second album called Domination
We are taking a great risk by defying the powers that be to relay this message to you
We have
tramps
Clerics, truckers, cleaning ladies
Ants, maybe not ants
Why not ants?
Well because it's true
The ants don't have enough IQ to differentiate
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these - with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
When he ask me why I was swerving, "I'm high, officer."
I can make it bounce by myself
I can make it bounce by myself
I can make it bounce by myself
the things we used to do
You were rubbish in that
Don't start that with me on this album
Why did you do it like that, that time
For start to finish there
I walk on water
But I ain't no Jesus
I walk on water
But only when it freezes (fuck)
Why, are expectations so high?
Is it the bar I set?
My
all is that we are bonded by the First Amendment!
We have the freedom of expression!
We have the freedom of choice!
And you, Chinese, black, green,
more dates, consummate the mating ritual
Soon you will encounter the habitual liar
The sex was so good it set your body afire
But why are you still with
This next song I'm about to do for y'all
Is a song that it means a lot to me
I will leave my heart at the door
I won't say a word
They've all been
the good die young
If that's the case I guess I'll be dead by 21
Should I have some kids now
To carry on my legacy sorry lemme stop
My thought are getting
know that's not what I think that is
Why are you so angry?
See, you young men are dying of thirst
Do you know what that means?
That means you need
were meant
Numbers in my back account keep adding up like royalty
But so are all the reasons why I feel like I can never sleep
3 albums ain't enough
See
What?
Here we are, money on my mind (now)
Here we are, place most never find (now)
Here we are, I'm not coming down (now)
Here we are, lifetime
Yeah, nigga
I'm still fuckin' with ya
Still waters run deep
Still Snoop Dogg and D.R.E.
'99, nigga, guess who's back
Still, still doin' that
Oh man
Hi
You guys are so loud
I'm glad I have this moment to
Talk to you because this
Whole thing is going by so
Fast I can't even like, process
that we are blessed to have
Are blessings that provide us with what makes us capable of withstanding
And makes us more powerful when we go through
(Fuck all you hoes! Get a grip, motherfucker!)
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all
act like Ryan Reynolds
It's real sentimental, put the pedal to the metal
All my thoughts are mental, this album like a temple
For me to go, when I need
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