Lyrics:
the fool be tight
So I step to the stage
under the halogen light
What a night
I'm feeling kinda ducted
By whom it's will
Saskia Laroo hits the soul riff ah
Jestem znów by nawinąć swych kilka słów
Banię wpraw w ruch, słuch wytęż, DJ puszcza winylową płytę
Która niesie to co w sercu mam ukryte
Szybkie życie
beats and rhymes you wouldn't believe
What I did is that you couldn't conceive
With a ho on each sleeve with a crew of niggaz rollin' on D's
It's them
to wipe it then I looked up and she was right before my eyes
Her beauty caught me by surprise, I froze up but only for a sec
I had to analyze her and those
Whatever happened to being lame
I see the kids go by and I want to die yeah
They're all the same person to me
Where's my way out, the drugs are out
get soft (get soft)
Bet not hit me later, by that time we servin' rip offs
And you bet not ask no questions, other niggas give you fentanyl (they give
what now huh
Enemy of the state uh-uh you better get your act right kid
Haters keep your distance you might get sprayed by 16 bars
Honeys keep close you
Yeah
Trapped in my depression's what I fear
I can see the end
Tip-top, give me my shot I'm bout to drop
I tend to overthink things and that's my
what we been waitin' for
It's 92 (outside)
Let's make our move
And get into a little somethin'
Radio's blastin'
Let's make this happen
Homies
about now, its all mine
Yo, check it, check it
It seems as it was just yesterday I was doing po'ly
Surrounded by jokers that couldn't do nothing fo' me
I
It's 7am, my alarm is ringing
I can't be late, oh no
My feet hit the ground
Over whelmed by this love I've found with you
Oh, I got to go
Traffic
hit instagram with this shit
Scammer swiper flipper, what's the business
If they catch me they gon lock me up and hit me with a sentence
Damn I
down, down, down
Even if you change on me,
I'll stay by your side like referees
I told you this initially, girl, I'll never stop keeping it G
Just look
what
The mother that has been there and done that and only wants what is best for you
The father that has no problem correcting you sometimes
My words
Cartier wrist
A girl is a gun and mine gonna hit
You wanna speak?, better talk up quick
MJ shit, This Is It
You see my hands on her hip
You see her hands
What can I say?
What can I say?
Now we're under covers
At your lips is where I slip
Broken machine
Built to obey
I wanna suffer
In your shade is
ich tu mein Ding wie Cuban Link, du Hurensohn stinkst
Verdammt du Witzfigur check, denn Hip-Hop ist nicht nur Rap
Zeig den B-Bossen und den Sprühern
many mikes I got chipped front teeth
And I can tell by the gleam in ya eye why ya looking
That yeah you can smell what the Fast Crew is cooking
Not
Nobody to trust besides me
Butter roll for breakfast, my dinner's corner store hero from Olly
(This story is no pretense) that's what they named me y'all
true to the dope that I smoke no joke
Check me right now there's a gram in my coat
Cocaine blunts (what?) and hip hop tapes (what?)
Rubber car keys
Baggy pantsed boy groups, dancin' with drum loops
Quantized hip jive, gets by modified
Real cool gene pools, who have to use Protocols
Bang, bang,
no joke
Check me right now there's a gram in my coat
Cocaine blunts (what?) and hip hop tapes (what?)
Rubber car keys and ID that's fake
And rhymes do
like and how is to be me
The most underrated in hip hop history
Think I care if you disagree?
You ain't got no song out
And right now you're busy
Saturday night smashed out of my brains
Laying on the floor looking really intelligent
Oh what's news I hear you say
All of my dreams have gone
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