Lyrics:
a hundred rhymes
Swollen Members Black Magic
Tour bus, a pure rush
This album is a classic
'cause legend has it
The veteran of letters is drastic
(Ain't
myself to a degree
Just by telling you about people like me
But people like me they speak politely
They don't start no beef or peace
Everybody gotta eat
like me
I guess, I told you about myself to a degree
Just by telling you about people like me
But people like me they speak politely
They don't start no
Could have Guitars that I have never played,
Every Elvis album ever made.
I got the cars, I should learn to drive
Could have a house that would blow
to pick a mike up frank
There's already true rider
We will talk billers
If you listen to my new album
When there's no thrillers
Gota N-dubz be cool chiller
the fries
Would you stick by my side?
Would you ride?
Would you roll?
Would you go?
Need to know, Need to know
Hit a slump
What if business was slow?
Crazy silly monsters
They think everything is great
Black and white not colour
Eight by ten, no bigger
Not tonight it ain't
You can try and put
mouth 'til the album drop (why's that?)
TrackBoy beat like a freak, work a king on the block
I'm seventeen, name ain't same on the block
And beat
of the world turned me to a grown up
I’m watching time go by like a meter man
Wishing I never had to grow up like Peter Pan
Cause now I live the life of a grown
Here I am at your big show
Now I grew up with your records you know
Play me that guitar solo
Note for note, like the record yeah
Spun your album one
colored white right by the shore
You're never knowing how it goes til your on the floor Covered in roses chocolate drops and you might score But then I
I was blinded by the light from above
You were singin' like a drunken dove
Flyin' fast through the pourin' rain
Don't deny what you can't explain
You knew where things were at
I'm out here by myself
You know I feel trapped
You know I can’t resist, withhold or combat
What if money ain't change this
away
Give the world a album every month like issa birthday
No wait issa knife
Imma cut me a slice
Have my cake and eat it too who is that slee that's I
think 'cause I'm 5"2' I can't box? I'm 5'4", I'll whoop your ass, swear to God
Picture your ass whooped by a munchkin
Let me tell you something, Joyner
mną
Bo jestem stworzony do testowania szuszu
Do tego by pokazać że czas nie zabił uczuć
Z dala od jadu w kuluarach
Do wyjścia poza nawias i do pisania w
przeskoki w parkour tnę zwrotki w dodatku
Czeski film na polskim samplu z elementem slangu
Obczaj nowy album bratku
Na full daj tu cały zycher
Ten bit
raczej unikam wzroku
Wszystkie oczy patrzą jak w klubach publika wokół
Jest tu chyba tysiak osób
Jak na ulicach bloków
Idę powoli między nimi
By nikt nie
Ej muszę coś robić jakąś płytę epkę daj cokolwiek
Nie wiem dlaczego jakiś płomień mam od 18
Chcę mieć rockowy album ale na zawsze raperem
Byłem w
od afer
Choć to nie łatwe bracie gdy zbyt żyje tym rapem
Chcą powalić jednym hakiem
By pokrzyżować mi plan
Biorą każdy ruch pod lupę kurwa mać
A ja
Artist : UwerMine
Album Title : Single
Track Title : Get It
Track No : 1
Riding with my brims low,
I ain't going fast on the streets
When I turn
recordin')
Hold on, uh
Baby, that's the difference
From other niggas makin' bad decisions
Good music, that attract the business
My last album was
To już nie mixtape przyszedł czas na album
F1 w towarzystwie Gokart'ów
Klub winowajców rodzina Adamsów
Najlepsi z najlepszych jak WC i Ice Cube
Nadal brak
hoping that you trap
I'm just hoping you try to try me
Get drag around by your suit tie
You can catch me in the foreign city
Where they don't even know I
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