Lyrics:
can run on Instagram, but can't outrun the beam, nigga
Dope in Michigan, Detroit Lions stamp
I run it like Barry Sanders, the Spanish Meyer Lansk'
You'll find that it's true
When you're in love,
Those stars above, are blooming
Just for you!
Music by Joseph Meyer
With lyrics by Joseph McCarthy
I'm going down like Michael Jackson
? under the reigns of the chains of your own desire
? no escape, given chase like Michael Meyers
'em drop grenades and take 'em
Quick fast we reflect like the sky, be blue true
Wu-tang saga continue
Rap Meyer Lansky, crash your fantasy
Gettin'
'em drop grenades and take 'em
Quick fast we reflect like the sky, be blue true
Wu-tang saga continue
Rap Meyer Lansky, crash your fantasy
Gettin'
the struggle
Ya feel me
Reptile
Oh God shells loaded in the semi auto quoted
unknown cat never voted picture me on the scene
huntin' for greens like Mike Meyers
oscar meyer with no bologna
Killer and I'm dealin' 'em, I'm wavy
Sinner in the center of a stadium, ya numb
And now I go gorilla for real, uh, fuck I'm
run on Instagram, but can't outrun the beam, nigga
Dope in Michigan, Detroit Lions stamp
I run it like Barry Sanders, the Spanish Meyer Lansky
went well as planned
But when she got undressed, it was a big old mess, Sheena was a man
So I threw him out, I don't fool around with no Oscar Meyer
went well as planned
But when she got undressed, it was a big old mess, Sheena was a man
So I threw him out, I don't fool around with no Oscar Meyer
name first
Meyers, Michael
Lord is killin'
Three 6 killin'
What else will I say
Even children
Probably don't give a fuck if you are
California, Here I Come
Written by Joseph Meyer, Al Jolson and Buddy G. De Sylva
Jack was sittin poker faced with bullets backed with bitches
Neal
to the highest bidder
Holdin' brigets, the mo' ice the mo' sex
I'm Meyer Lansky of the projects, Fox is Charlotte O'Neil
Nore's hoes they Star Tek
Creep when my
of taxes baby cream pediatrics
Flyest nigga bitches give it up to the highest bidder
Holdin' brigets, the more ice, the more sex
I'm Meyer Lansky
Meyer could take
Some of you wacky rappers just play anyway
that's be -O-L-O-G-N-A
So come and swing wild, mild child, and get your style hurt
HEY
diamonds forever
We shinin', JBan$, he might blind ya, bitch
Talk down and we find ya, bitch
JBan$ keep that iron, bitch
October 30th Like Mike Meyers
surgery with anesthetic
Total mass in a mass stocker, hit the creator
Set it off like Michael Meyers in a double feature
Feature funky rhymes that are
name I don't remember, it's up the street from Fred Meyer,
and they got out their clubs and they ran after me, yelling,
"We're gonna kill you, you
Lori Meyers used to live upstairs
Our parents had been friends for years
Almost every afternoon we'd play forbidden games
At nine years old
or the lobster for us
The dope was raw, that mean they gotta call us (call)
Meyer Lansky, hide the dope in the rice in the pantry (uh)
Len bias coke, drop dead
and still party like it wasn't them?
Fire supplier, droppin' game like I'm Urban Meyer
The sire leave your eyes wider than Suburban tires
Rebel the great,
felt it before
On the grass in front of the Fred Meyer store
And more
But don't ask questions, so past caring
It's the year of hating everything
of Ft. Meyers
I got principles nigga that's what I live by
I ain't got rap feature and I'm still alive
Not 1 my 3 album is you surprised worth my
the O-Oscar Meyers (Yeah)
She 'bout to shoot me like the hotboy, ayy, yeah
Slow motion, make it pop for me
Now tell me, can you put your hands on your knees,
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