Lyrics:
heroes
Either way the street snows
Either way you look at it
Out both teams
He sold like Pete Rose
A fat fuck
Sounding stupid
Every line daddy say
Tell
game, I guarantee I wouldn't lose it (Believe me)
Like a fine booby trap, yeah you's a shrine of Scooby snacks
And not just cause that booty fat, no girl,
It's anotha lonely weekend, I'm just drinkin by myself
I've been thinkin about my wealth and where I'm gonna see myself
I don't know
I don't know
I
Mr. Mixx
[Intro from the original PSK, which slows
Down and switches to this track]
Uh! Give it to me now!)
(Yeah! From '85 ... PSK! '95 shot! Here
gates open
I make a goddamn mess
I'm a find my way
Take it day by day
Just be patient for a minute
Hold me darling and you'll see
That's the thing about
Gravity
Sometimes I think about the reason
Why we met by chance
Sometimes I think about the reason
Why I fell in
I think differently
You the reason I feel greatness hidden in me
And anytime you think that I am special
Guarantee it is something that you did to me
baby please don't blink
It goes by in an instant just think about it
Yeah, baby just think about it
Yeah, can we just talk about it?
Don't talk around
So I stood on the roof
Asked them what's going on
They said, didn't you hear
Our side won
It was my first time hearing about it
So I hopped in my ride
I ain't gon' lie, bro, it be like
It's about the nigga. It's about you, bro
It's not about none of this shit
We y'all niggas go out y'all way
and Floyd this
How the fuck we stand by and just record on some reporter shit
That's that Covid 1 9 I think we all sick
Cause doing nothing is the same
That's hard, that scar from playing air guitar
When I see you play at the Roxy (uh)
Tyler, I love you, I wanna be just like you (alright)
I think about
Gilbert Arenas
We ain't from the same pain, it's different procedures
Me and Jus the same veins and same intravenous
Yeah, I judge a man by how he dies
slow
We go dumb with a drum on the gun
But what's up nobody
Get body by a miles per shotty
The youngin' knows you're snotty
Hudson stacking fat like
talking about, approachin a mac?
Without a stack of doe with some doe doe to roll fat
I'm a top notch nigga, hand and cotch trippa
Cut your arm of to get
and get funky
There's no one to run to cause nobody cares
MC's drop to your knees, say your prayers
The luck of the Irish is about to kick in
Prepare to die
Everytime we brush our teeth a sedative releases
That makes us all believe
And its not just me
Everytime I try to think about it
Everytime I try to work it
could hear her talkin' behind me
And as if by chance
She was tryin' to describe
A song I knew well the Leonard Cohen song
About the Chelsea Hotel
And I
So it’s never a typo
Suck a fat nigga skinny lypo
Fat oh ass everything else micro
Shorty a throat goat
Ladies dropping that ass by the boat load
Ugh
I
go bet against us
Fat lady, she doing her runs
And you should know what that mean
Gotta give it up for the best team
Oh, oh, oh
Learn from the loss
the 1
See I made a tune called "serious"
And it's about not having a 2 2
'Cos I'm individual
Not 'cos I'm scared like a girl in a tutu
I shoulda won
by myself
Think I'm gettin' the gangster fever
Oh, think I'm gettin' the gangster fever
Them niggas playin', got my money now, bitch, it's 'bout
to
I used to think that love was just drugs and cash
Pretty, skinny girls with fat lips and ass
Parties and drunken nights threesomes and fights
Now I
And if you ain't heard about me think it's time you tap in
It's a standing ovation, the way we keep 'em clapping
You know if tj made the beat that shit be
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