Lyrics:
normal off of drugs
I just don't get it
And then I saw John Cale
he's been looking really great
He's been coming by the office to exercise with me
normal off of drugs
I just don't get it
And then I saw John Cale
he's been looking really great
He's been coming by the office to exercise with me
into lobster food (Lobster food)
The money colossus
Niggas done did the impossible (Hey)
My choker, my choker, my choker
Forty thousand for my choker
at the turnpike is ignored by those who hitch-hike
And the Howard Johnson food is made of fear
But not Miranda (Chorus)
The sun burnt skin is peeling
a Backwood, Swisher sweet blunt, orange lace dope (let's go)
It's just some shit I wrote
My city couldn't be saved by John the Pope (John the Pope)
I slid
Yeah, while y'all was sufferin' from future shock
Hurtin' and hatin', waitin' for that other shoe to drop
I was relocatin' this whole operation
the homie K lamar
He said find your own niche
And this right here is (HYE POWER)
Aper nothin less than (HYE POWER)
From the heart, beat this
Food for
From nothin' to everything that I asked for
From food stamps to stamps on the passport
Brown bag full of cash in the dash
Hit the gas, get
for the day he got smoked
Choke, off this anecdote got you ope
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Colt
And I'm out for nine nickel (INS
Oh, it's special right here though (ooh, ooh)
Alchemist, Marci' (ooh, ooh)
Yeah, uh, this food for the spirit
The music is endearing, I'm
the fee, I can get you jumped for free
Yeah buddy, laugh, it's funny
I have the money to have you killed by somebody who has nothing
I'm past bluffing,
the fee, I can get you jumped for free
Yeah buddy, laugh, it's funny
I have the money to have you killed by somebody who has nothing
I'm past bluffing,
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
the food I steal
Floors ain't dirty enough
My game is like carryin' shotguns and 21 rough
Doctor, I'm like the war on drugs
I don't stop, I'm all night
for the day he got smoked
Choke, off this anecdote got you ope
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Colt
And I'm out for nine nickel (INS
On the seventh day, on the seventh week
On the seventh month, seventh doctor say
He was born for good luck, can't you see that seven hundred dollar
Don't you
fabulous baby
The best food drink and women that money can buy
Every day of my life is off the ringer
That's guaranteed like a fistfight on Jerry
tell by the smell of the hamburger stand in the rain
She spoke of astrology while muttering apologies
For coffee that tasted of hot dogs
I said,
knows I'm him
I got a black cat bone
I got a mojo too
I got the John the Conqueror
I'm gonna mess with you
I'm gonna make you, girl
Lead me by
Yeah, DC stand up for your boy Ka Ree
I go by the name of Kanye To The
The Roc is in the building
And as far as I'm concerned
We about to bring that
Alright, let's ride
I spent my day right off a Holloway, broke and disgusted
Without enough money to buy food but I'm smoking so fuck it
Hit
him by the reigns because I know that I'm freaking
Well, I'm a funky skull and I'm a scorpio
And when I get my flow I'm dr on the go
So q-tip, what
a Backwood, Swisher sweet blunt, orange lace dope (let's go)
It's just some shit I wrote
My city couldn't be saved by John the Pope (John the Pope)
I slid
don't get me wrong
Hey, that's why I wrote this song
I don't care if my liver is hanging by a thread
Don't care if my doctor says I ought to be dead
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