Lyrics:
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Only known by your image
Fancy model with no credit's
Schiffer captured with no linens
Made outta Powerpuff pigment
Johnny Depp mindin’ his business
doubled, in the L Bubble
Smashing security with something, we all in to stunting
[Chorus]
These are the tools of the trade (that we use to get paid)
need to backtrack
Everyone's playing a show
We're not like that
We made it our own
Not a single second
Ever went to waste
This created world
Is such
Ya'll ain't even seen the nigga Hop coming
That's how I roll, dawg
The second niggas take they eyes off me
I leave 'em on the side of the road,
made for walkin'
But I'll show ya what they do
Situation's getting Harrier
I'll walk all over you
Mama, I'm so sorry i've been awful naughty
Pray
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wealthy, get stealthy, get a real job, see the truth
Reflected in the shine that I lick on these boots
ITS OBVIOUS (we got it)
VICTORIOUS (we got it made
Is y'all ready for Twenty-0-7, it's now another drought
Everyone's a killer, wow we bugging out
Since 86 showing the crowd what I'm about
And they
and a monocle obviously on ivory tower status, that is a gaze down on all of you.
The acid-rain puddle-mud boot-prints
have made new game trails where
Is y'all ready for Twenty-0-7, it's now another drought
Everyone's a killer, wow we bugging out
Since 86 showing the crowd what I'm about
And they
are slapping
And your raps are made of gold
Out of the corner of your eye
You might've thought I was a ghost
I'm all in your mind
Like I got nowhere
Go fund me, you wanna support him,
All my bank accounts are foreign
Yeah, these boots are made for explorin', call me up, I just ignore him
I, I, ice
darling, darling
I got cats with autism and cats that are blind
Forty seven thousand tickets were sold on tour, Craig, testify
I can cross my heart, I can
24/7 I've been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it
Just to get by
Man I love the sight of all these
and the 7 up my blessings
Mess with us, precious, so check his vitals
North Philly icon, built for survival
I'm a don, it be wine everywhere that I go
Hit
So, what about all the babies that ain't fully born
That's less fortunate, like that man walkin' with one arm
They tried to throw me up in
baby it's all over now
(It's all over, this time)
Thought I was made for you
and you believed in me
I thought this was how love was meant to be
life, now I'm like, damn, double R, you made it
Thinking to myself, like, will these drugs give my mind to break
I been going through a lot lately, got
the twin-glizzies
I heard a knock at the door {*knock knock knock knock knock*}
To my surprise I saw these two familiar eyes
Who are you?
[Lil' Shanice]
'til I crush your mould
Drown your front and taste your soul
Her boots are made for walkin but she refuses
Self-respect is up for auction when she
commentary for those that are very
Misdirected and lookin for some kinda angle
Censorship is their attempt to strangle
The Master, they know that my words
I think that concentration camps are slightly less than fine
Insufferable unreasonable inappropriate for the world
Excuses out the ass for stealin
Complete role reversal, so it's useless these days
TV got real, music went fake...
Please help her for God's sake
When I proposed to the Game, I figured
the biggest price to save me had to give his life
Walkin' in the light he caught me here to rep his life
Always by my side no matter how I see it
Eternal life's
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