Lyrics:
the body's guest,
Upon your impish arrant
Let none be guiled by false confession
Truth shall be your warrant
Fly soul for your body must die
But for those who
redefined by my elder Bizzy B. The stories I tell are all very real. Cause my MC traditions trace back to the griots. Follow my story and you'll know
really all about ?
Treacherous, murderous bloodbath
Raked by machine-gun fire
Throw the gun, and run
An Uzi, an A-K 47 assault
A .44 Magnum, a .38
Kiss
Uptown, barbers, ups, and bussdowns
155 by the highway
110th by the park, 25th on a Friday, nigga
No sleep, creep on the get back, get that bread, til we
touring
In a 125 on a ding dong ped
Me and C1 Tryna catch this pred
Back of the ride BL by my side
When it comes to
Drilling for a fact he'll slide
For fact
[Kardinal Offishall]
Back at your ass in full flash
Come to mash every last class of (emcee)
Pass the baton when I get on
And go on until I got it
this Drew Bledsoe and I look at you
Reaching for a gun you can't get to
Beat you to the stash
It don't matter what he grab when I flash
You can have drum
fight
And then you feel time passes by
Like a flash at the speed of light
I'm sure next Monday will be
A nightmare again
Same old problems will feel
Like
put me all up in my feelings
Aye , yeah, Trip
(Young n**** pull up in the back
I'm running the track, in and out just like the flash)
Wut by the time
the final flash
While dancing with the devil through time's eternal task, go
Will not be driven back to the days, just gotta scream
Where the minds are
to flash
Dodge these hoes like it was tag while adding commas to my stash, I be riding round getting it by my lonely hating you can kiss my ass
Locs stay
commitment
Yall just want clout chase flash ya lil pendant
Depending on social media dying for attention
And judging by ya content you tryna get convicted
Back
Confusing me
Please don't drive me
4 seats,
At the back by the door
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, you found keys
But I don't wanna be unlocked
I don't wanna
Yeah, yeah,
the wind
And there's one, by God, aviso that will never flash again!
Weeping red tears from a third eye that the guilty cannot feel
From the Springfield
Happy happenstance
A flash movement
Do your happy dance
Get back to it
Before they Russian
Rasputin
Take a stab do it
Oh my lord
It's the master
can't hang
Flash back on the skills when I used to bang
On the corner
I'll warn ya
Gonna roll on ya
Fool
Hit ya with a golden rule
Don't turn your
THE TWO MAGICIANS
The lady sits at her own front door
As straight as a willow wand
And by there come a lusty smith
With his hammer in his hand
Crying
I told you we was back up on some shit
I told you we got racks up in this bitch
Told you we like, she like okay
Smoke on this shit, going by the day
on the scene, cry
I drop my bags in a flash
That's faster one 180 on that dash sir
To dry her tears
And wipe the rain from my dear like Dasher
You's the dame
on the scene, cry
I drop my bags in a flash
That's faster one 180 on that dash sir
To dry her tears
And wipe the rain from my dear like Dasher
You's the dame
Sudden flash of the brightest sun
And it hasn't even started yet
It's a one-way ride to the end of the universe
Please say goodbye to the back
You were in college working part time waitin' tables
Left a small town, never looked back
I was a flight risk with a fear of fallin'
Wondering why
You were in college working part time waitin’ tables
Left a small town, never looked back
I was a flight risk with a fear of fallin’
Wondering why we
end in a flash
Like the wind blows dead brown leaves to the grass
I ain't goin' back to jail, when it's on then I shoot
Momma, get'cha black vest
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