Search results for 'by album tiffany' Page #420

surrounded by doubt
Got a beast inside a cage and he wants to get out, yeah
Lit and Comp'll get it, I know
Razzle Dazzle on my flow
Time is ticking till I blow

Months go by I log back on and still you have accomplished nothing
Acting like you still the shit but you ain't even in discussion
Give y'all a lesson

care
Because one day there'll be people bumpin T0ny everywhere
Yuh

My first album was the dip of my foot in the water that's considered rap
Now that

and feeling discouraged
Numbers are going stagnant
I fear that I may not flourish
12 am, the album dropped
As I listened I start to hear
The shit he saying now

Album been done two years
Ain't put it out yet
Another mix tape
Another mistake
Another fifth grade attempt
To get rich
From a birdbrain CEO 
Who don't

The L.A.B album drops
I won't promote by doing in stores
I'm out at night on the highway painting over your billboards
So what I'm a glory hound cause I tore

and your fight or flight is triggered
The only difference is we're not cavemen anymore being chased by a saber-toothed tiger
So deep breathing, it convinces

with days wey i they h wey i go faint
If you wanna hear the story loyal boy go play the tape
My album on the way as you they fell back in the days
We

these bitches be tripping on me
Used to be they idol saw success and now they switching on me
Brainwashed by amature look at them minions flipping
Bars

now, I'm in this room alone and I cannot get out
How could I love myself ever again?
Only saved by this pen, always kill myself rapping of back thens
I

Slauson boy number 2 is my favorite album
Status symbol came on and I started rapping
Turn the speakers up loud and let's get it active
Baby girl riding

up
Then i re-up
Drinking water
Pass me the juice
In album mode I turn to a recluse
Bein in the booth just gives me a boost
Waking up it's just another

ain't one of those rappers who got a deal man
Quit asking, every milestone you try to conquer
I passed it, every album we drops a classic
That's the way

I’m satans twin
Or Jason with chainsaw blades again
I fucking blew the
Minds of all of the students
With all my spewed shit
You could see I’m pissed by

like this
Yea I'm vibing to beats
I'm smoking the beats
I'm blowing em down
Its all by the pound
I'm High on a beam
I'm packing the weed
I'm Rolling more

straight to Coachella
Everything that I drop, man, it turn to platinum Come to think of it, I don't gotta drop a album

I told a young n***a, just listen,

Chicks der Haltungsklasse zwei
Bin nicht mehr arm, doch trag unterm Nadelanzug Blei
Mein Album brachte Hype, doch die Pisser stressen immer noch
Ich weiß

He always walks the crowded halls
And is blinded by this light
A girl who keeps her head down low
And never shows her eyes
He always walks

pojawił się tu znikąd
Naturalnie leczy dycha na membranie
Zbieram dźwięki na swój album który w pamięci zostanie
Leci chillout chillout więc panowie i panie

and I get em
Writing new verse and I kill em
Killing the hate in the building

I make em' panic
Hide in this shit by myself
I don't do well with

dedication to you in the album panel
I meant that too
And in this moment, I want you to understand that you mean more than something special to me
I more than

through by surprise, years later 
Still copped some rounds for The guys...

In ya eyes, that waitress is the real prize
But we got unresolved issues You

Fourteen years after 
And I still feel ten
But fourteen years later
The albums a ten
I'm doing my best
Cyclical
Cyclical
Cyclical
Cyclical
Fourteen years

into falling into falling into
Mothafucking place now
Y'all in rented space now
Every bad gown target rappers
turning tracks to takedowns
I was by