Lyrics:
pain
Can't wait until my son shine and together we reign
My queen's by my side like Manhattan
Fuck rapping, this is poetic conviction
My rendition is
on
And no matter what you fighting for I promise that it'll live on
Like Make America great again
Make it hate again
Make it white
Make everybody fight
walked away
Gave me your all, that wouldn't make me stay
Murdered my ego when you walked away
Hold on, this train going by
Free to do what you want
Don't be phony and expect one not to flex
Especially if you rhyme, you have to live by the pen
Your man is your man, then treat him like your friend
mam"
You never said no. You know? Huh?
But, you know
Things are changing nowadays
It's a new day babies
Folks want to take their own lives into
before you love em'
Death before dishonor never talk to army trouble
Live by the same rules, so my wrist's tattooed
With the same sorta' dude, with
it's Bobby's day
Lyrics for the out, click click, like shotti's spray
Tear through flesh/bone, get lodged up in your ass cheek
'cause you came talkin
Hey, you know, everybody's talkin' about the "good old days," right? (Yeah)
Everybody, the good old days, the good all days (yeah, the good ol'
free, live free
Hey yo, microphone check one, two, one, two
We good? Just had to make sure I'm comin' through
With the driver Ricky Bobby, more class
listed by others
This that summertime, Kool & The Gang, me and my brothers
Taking it back like primitive, tell me now who gon' let 'em live?
Shit, like
to the slaughter
We keep the fat cats fat
What people need what people want
When we gonna start talkin' 'bout that
Everybody's sellin'
Ain't nobody helpin'
ain't gonna say no
How can you? Tonight you really won the lottery
Afterparty with the lights turned low
Everybody wants to live by the philosophy
1, 2, 1, 2, yo check this out, it's the jump off right now
I want everybody, to put your work down, put your guns down
And report to the pit,
stopping us, oh no, we destined
And everybody 'round you is so basic
I'm never rockin' white, I'm like a racist
I don't drink my liquor with a chase in
Niggas ain't bout that action
You can keep your chain
My niggas don't want that plastic
Niggas talkin' bout they got mill
Niggas talkin' bout they got
don't live by the same code
I'm respected everywhere I go
Nigga, long live Bankroll
Skip the rainbow, funny style shit
And it's straight to the pot
I'ma get it back now, uh
From the cage of the stage
They don't know the songs, can tell by the way that they rage, uh
I'm faced by the shade they
I went out drinking with a reaper
And man it did get live
You can count it by the liter
It's kinda hard to quantify
Come morning he was shakin'
Cannon, everybody
That's when I first met Kev, Bobby my engineer, what up Bobby?
It was just like, life was insane
I dropped Young Sinatra Undeniable,
It's a, it's a vibe
Ultimata!
All my homies we all on the studio tour bus right now (ay ay ay ay)
This is Stoney Bob live in a room from
1, 2, 1, 2, yo check this out, it's the jump off right now
I want everybody, to put your work down, put your guns down
And report to the pit,
by email
But that's all I'ma save you the detail
Therapy with a beat and a freestyle
Either way, live today, I'ma be well
'Cause I never wanna let
Run-DMC
Live for you
(Fresh) fresh, yeah
For all you sucker MCs perpetratin' a fraud
Your rhymes are cold wack and keep the crowd cold bored
by email
But that's all I'ma save you the detail
Therapy with a beat and a freestyle
Either way, live today, I'ma be well
'Cause I never wanna let
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