Lyrics:
up her liver
Murder her shit but I ain't no killer
Make a movie like we on a triller
In her water like I am a fisher
On the pole you would think she
eagles can't match me or royal regal
Lethal eagle techniques
Word up when I speak the dialect
It makes girls' pussys get wet
While niggas hit the rewind
technique
Nasty with it
Nasty with it
Drive the boat let it go
Im bout to drown in it
If she on go I let her know I don't want no commitment
I want a hoe
Cuz
it, I win it
The mission is music and rhythm
Rhythm backed by words, all in my system
System by techniques, techniques I got my heart in
Heart into
put me in it, I win it
The mission is music and rhythm
Rhythm backed by words, all in my system
System by techniques, techniques I got my heart in
All I know is one day that Babylon will be fallen
They welcome me into Jerusalem
Eighty niggas highly crucial by Ham
I got my .45 by my side
asked for it, shot up the jams like syringes
My technique alone blows doors straight off the hinges
Masked Avenger, I appear to blow your ear like wind
mean it, I don’t need no filter
Uzi by my side, Uzi by my side
Uzi by my side, Uzi by my side
I know what you really want, I could give it to you
Bitch
She said she trained to be a dancer
But she had a proper job by day
Charlie Chaplin knew her father
Before he passed away
Asked could I help
Old fashion tryna take over da league
Throw an ode to the old me remember da fatigue
Check please technique generating all da green
I'm addicted
fight over a bottle of wine
I fear
There's no passion
There's no passion
There's no passion
No passion
All technique
It's all technique
It's all
Put it by, put it by, put it by, put it by
Put it by number one phenomenon
Come follow me now, mon
'cause Mr. Chip Fu is the Don
I think I'll tikki
walls I built are hollow
When my wife says do you want to see family I say no
All that I have misses me, I put seeing them on hold
So distant that's how
to sing like the pros
Here, you'll learn all of the current, trendy, vocal techniques used by virtually all of today's chartbusters
I'm sure you're
Crash all glass jaws
Mad y'all cause last call I was in the back of the club
Bangin' the hell outta this bad broad
On my planet we take no haters for
the tech-nique
Cuz I get a check
No nigga can check me
Buggets on my neck and my wrist
They be drippin so wet
I need a jetski
Wherever the check be
That where
Vintage drip called antiques
Hit gym work on techniques
I get the pink and blue like South Beach
They gone teach you if you reach
Don't give no fuck bout yo
type of flow to make 'em make Scream 3
Six rappers being hunted by a killa MC
I never killed a bianca with a 36D
A party with the bitches on my planet
Healin' men life, Allah just brought me forth to bust mine
This time I spare no one, poison sword seed technique
Breathe the Earth, take the head
of Al Capone
Gun POW to the dome
And split the bone, wig blown off the ledge
By the alledged, full-fledged, sledge RZA edge
One dose of my feroc(ious)
picnic, risos livres em cima das techniques
Eu 'to pela family no plano premium Netflix
Fui me sacudir ao som de Lemon Ice, Titanic
Eu quero ver você se
explain how he does it
The great things that you do
Are really happenings
Yes, he says
"I have learned the techniques to
Express myself because I
Had
I went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples
Egon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus
Followed by that College Park next, that's
will be flipped I'm sure
Long Beach, right by the water
Respect is due when you walk through the border
Line, if you don't you might find your face in
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