Lyrics:
inbred I might throw up...
And now I'm put into the middle
With the contracts and the bunk, and I always end up
Hearing, "hey, man, punk... Let's
Said they gun sales was conflictin' with our music
Sent me multi-paid contracts just to prove it
The trademarks on belt-buckles, shirts, and knives
possess your mind
Bound by chain the immortal slave Mystic chants round the holy grave
Lust for blood a sacrifice deadly sin contract in blood
Contract
I will never forget.
A countdown to endings.
A broken contract.
In saved endearing letters and tired conversation.
A countdown to endings.
This
every country, in every city
The responsibility of our hegemony
Alliance-a contract of brotherhood
Alliance-an ark of flesh and blood
Wherever you go,
Sitting in my room the thoughts
Are flying through my head
Taste inside my brain is tart
The contract's on my bed
Smell the smell of cigar smoke
know it lets off the stress
I'm fresh out of High School, a guaranteed contract
To play in the NBA with MP and the rest
That was a chance in my life
contract, made of money
Plus it came with extensions
You bitches movin' birds like you workin' for Benson
I was tryna fuck, now I'm stuck hearin' her
dirt cheap)
Neckties, contracts, high voltage
(Done dirt cheap)
(Dirty deeds)
Do anything you want me to
(Done dirt cheap)
(Dirty deeds)
Dirty
round town
No be contract tie you down na you tie contract down
Who sign you
I suppose dey carry you go children party
Make you dey make them dey laugh
Women and children stood right by the men
We've got a union contract that keeps the worker free
They'll never shoot that union out of me
They'll never
his plan
She thought he was the man
Signin contracts
Shopping sprees
Modelin gigs in Japan
What Betty didn't know, was this wasn't pro bono
All them
bitches and money
I ain't gotta talk. Man I'm out here getting blunted
Niggas getting fucked signing contracts
Now they wanna act like they're all that
Steve Urkel
I been popping addys like I got ADHD
Paranoid from all that loud feel like they chasing me
Double up the contracts need to pay the fees
Imma
It's the fashion self-informed
versus mr. navy-blue-and-black
It's the fashion we contract
It's the fashion self-informed
versus mr.
a sec, this contract's blank
You know there's nothing written here
God: That's ok, I'll fill it in later
Just be sure to lend an ear
All I want is
I'm thinking it's about time
For me to get mine
Give me some sign (I'm still waiting)
You don't need to hold back
This ain't no contract
This is a two
it every single night
It's calling me
I think my future's looking bright
It's calling me
The contract's on the table
Now you're gonna fucking sign
you'll contract my disease
Look what you've done to me now
Look what you've done to me now
You've made me perfect
If you can't stand
Upon the earth then I
The last day of being able to feel
Anything at all, anything real
The contract is done and the paper is sealed
Like I'm no longer able to love
Colors are
was closing curtains
I took a break it was on purpose
But I’m back I’m finna blow up for certain
My first contract they might as well shred it
told me write about it
Alot of girls in my phone
You Know i never seem to contact
Thinking bout my money
They just worried my contract (my Contract
that’s last June, yeah
You still got my number in your contacts (contacts)
But I'm just way too busy signing contracts (contracts)
You be talking fancy
whap
(Brrp)
Contract (yeah)
Killin' (yeah)
Suh the mini K talk
(Whap, whap, whap, whap, whap, whap, whap, yeah)
(Whap, whap, whap)
Rifle a beat,
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