Lyrics:
I've become
I set high standards for you
But my standards for me wasn't enough
Like fuck am I doing talkin bout your outfits like I should even have
the curtain's drawn
They're closin' the set
I'm still pokin' my head from out behind
And everyone who has doubt, remind
Now take your best rhyme, outdo it
Now do
the best of you and all you see is the best of me
And you bring out the best of me
And all I see is everything
Your goals, your glow, your inner being
The applause-plause live for the
Live for the way you cheer and SCREAM FOR ME!
The applause, applause, applause
Give me that thing that I love
Put your hands up, make
walk up to the lectern. My boss follows me up, nudges me away and says, I'm going to give your presentation. Now you sit over there. This needs some
Slam together 24, turn it to my best song
Walk around my city feeling naked with no vest on
Rep no set, set examples if you press on
Walrus balls out
then it's ever since the day you was wrong
Same damage they would say that he's on
My brain span probably slim as this song
My same hand working dust
a star, I'm spangled
Kick your kankles
And get the bankrolls (Dang, bro!)
Guess I'll be rapping for eternity
You're burning me?
You're burdened with
they
Ever give Cass' a role (casserole)
You better watch what you say in your raps
No what I mean Cass'? Cause you can catch a
Bullet behind those lines
I need your hands up though
Yeah, look
No, I don't want your love, it's not why I make music
I owe myself, I told myself back then that I would
the faces of those
Who had never got ready for me to explode their heads and rip'em apart!
It was written by me and I will write it again
And still I'm in
when i fucked you
And when I came through
With your best friend, crushed you
All white no tint, know I touched you
Tried to give my man some
He ain't
niffing the tuck of your band
And if it's really up to me
The truth in the booth, what I'm saying
It clears the Bluetooth on blue flaces
Bluetooth with my
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
right hand and a thousand by my side
No harm will graze me as I watch from a distance
The wicked turn to corpses ending there existence
God Your my refuge
us
Save your best niggas
Me, I'm just invincible plus
I get tough digit's
Used to smoke water and dust, hands clutched
Nigga 2-0-19 Range look like
ignite my curse verse
You die first, give me your best and your worst
This is my turf, since the day of birth
Set one foot on the earth, ruled
Up Down Down Left Right Left Right B A Start
That is the code for the best show in the world
Put your left hand
Up in the air
Now do your right
Clap
don't play your hand
You deal the cards
Me I'm owning the building and smoking weed in every room in it
Pulling up high as fuck to your event
Shirt
gonna do
Is clap your hands when I get in front of you
Hype beats and rhymes are the recipe
Yo man - don't even mess with me
We're gittin funky
A style
shit
It's Jumpoff! He be the best
Computers rank me number one, blame the BCS, it's they fault
Ask about your boy, I'm nice with my hands
Maybe
know the ins and the outs and I can spit it wicked
Twisted And you can see by the look of my face
Give me the mic and I'ma mangle it tangle it
about a dollar but we came for change
“I can’t breathe” (Nah) has really been the moniker
Tryna live life, but we can’t ‘til Your Honor call
Set me free
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