Lyrics:
into halves & then I spin till I'm spun
I sacrificed it for good I pulled the sword out the stone
I know all of the secrets I wrote the glyphs in
know my forte
(You know Wuddup)
Stone cold killer, no felonies
Cause we murdered any motherfucker that
Could tell on me! (Grrr)
See Me in Philly, Meek
trying to live long like my hair
Put the shit down, like fred estaire
I want to share my world
But how the fk can I share it
Everytime I throw you
Hustle like I'm dead broke
Bullshit got my head hurt
Tec-9 in my pants leg
I'm limpin' harder than Fred Durst
I just wanna tie you to the bed and give you
her to Minetta take her to the MOCA
Most of my friends at home that I'm close to
When they talk, put it on stone like a sculpture
Used to be
provolone
Stay fit and I drip when I step
I paving my way like a blue stone
DBE, yea you know what I rep
I'm sparkin' up shit like a mother fucking Flintstone
It's Friday
Oye?
Yeah, yeah, Frost
Don Cisco, Soopafly, Kurupt
Fred Wreck waz up, boy? (Next Friday)
This is for the fly senoritas,
Stay dip, cute bitch out in Delaware, moving our bricks
So hard, stupid big stones from Miss Stella ear
She just turn 35, we in the spot on Martin
a nigga dead in the bed
Call him drop-dead-Fred
They better call the feds till im fed
I gotta' get my money
Niggas is smiling like this shit is funny
Im
sales putes
Nan je ne ferai plus ça, ferai plus ça
J'en ai rien à foutre d'aller
À Skyrock voir Fred Musa, fred Musa
Trouve-moi à Évry, j'suis aux
and the chicos, Ay! Dios mio!
Neo, cam, strong, Capone, Stallone, concrete stone is home
Kurupt and Daz, Soopa Fly, Cisco, Hash
Frost, Big Fred, Tijuana,
Yep I rock like the Stones 'cause I'm rollin in the money
So diggity-ask about, I know you digs me like a shovel
I kick straps for sport 'cause I'm
Stay dip, cute bitch out in Delaware, moving our bricks
So hard, stupid big stones from Miss Stella ear
She just turn 35, we in the spot on Martin
Samson, to send Marilyn Manson
back to Hell, the resurrection of Fred Hampton
You can tell by the way your shit swelled and lump up
Whenever punks jump up
three times
Fuck the president
Fuck your welfare
Fuck your government, and fuck Fred Bear
Fuck Nugent, like anybody gives a fuck
You like to hunt a lot,
That's ran by greed
Money and the power
For me I'm a survivor
I do what I have to and only God can judge me for that
So before you cash your stones down
Bangin' this bolo tight on this solo flight can't fight alone
Funk tha track my verbs fly like tha family stone
Tha pen devils set that stage for tha war
Yo I'm the first man standing upright holding a stone in my hand
After beating an ape claiming the land
Taking the stand and feeding my fam
Back
Welcome to my broken car
It don't move fast
But it goes so far
Though you might
Bang your head or scrape your toes
Fred Flinstone
With my feet
I was like, Fred Dunn
How do I know my time is up
I'm sorry that I have time
The hourglass is running out
Inside the dream where I'm a part
Yeah, my
One to the dome one to the head, I be in the stu with my producer, shoutout my nigga Fred
If you slide on mine then I can't stop until you niggas
money from that bookin'
If I'm talking business, it's set in stone
Wheels slingin' rocks, like Fred Flintstone
Shorty love a hood nigga like a good dog
I
I was singing my song for nobody
I'm like a Rolling Stone rolling stone
And I'm the shit playa
But don't flush your commode
And I hope you smell me
a zone
you could never clone
neck rocky Fred flinestone
in the game I’m a cheat code
fuego fuego counting these pesos
call me Robert dinero
come from
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