Lyrics:
What happened to hip-hop?
Everything switched up
Now it's "Shoot a gun, fuck a bitch
Pop pills"
It was Biggie and 2Pac, then Eminem
Snoop Dogg
Now it's
take the world by storm
Sky blessed, the land of the brave
Understand where I stand, my hand is made
From B R double-O K-lyn in the planet
Family
Nie wiem co mówi stary dziad, nie wiem co mówi Eminem
Cały blok chce draże brać, ale to nie jest M&M's
Weź sam-
Nie wiem co mówi stary dziad, nie
home through the darkest night.
24 years ago, beneath moons tender glow, We vowed forever, our love set to grow. Two boys, like oaks, sturdy and tall,
calling rap that because I put my time in it
I-I don't mind being ready to die as long as this is at an arena
And we did it and my momma seen it
This is
powder
Riding on the slopes for like two days
On the tail end of this bender for like 40 hours
Crowded in the bathroom treat it like a backstage
All
that I brought my friends
She was fine, sweet with a touch of class
No Head, No Backstage Pass
Funk used to be a bad word to you
I couldn't stop myself
punk rock
VHS, an old alarm clock
An old autographed backstage pass
Polaroid of my home room class
Newspaper, Walkman
That’s when I found it
And I popped
came down with a mild form of Parkinson's
What
Yeah so I need to do a show
I mean see a doctor
What
Yeah ok by now
Hello
Ok so Dr. West told me to take
Back on the one
I was backstage or in the basement
With a bass man practicing
A violin and a violet pen
Were my 1st Two instruments
Now my pen's way
feelin extra extraordinary freaky
And I know you hoes wanna roll with me
I shoot by the bar - place my order
Big baller orderin all that damn water
I head
[Voice - 2Pac]
It's gonna be alright, you gotta believe dat
[Treach]
Dear God times are changing and the weather got hot
Over the past year
everlastin there'll be no part two
Knowledge is infinite once I start to draw
A better picture for your third eye if you're blind
You know with a mic
Bongo by the way
Oh, I
You keep that to yourself
Oh, I
You don't trust no one else
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Met her backstage
Not Gonna Stop Me
By Brad Dassey
7-2-2024
VERSE 1
I'm the biggest bad ass on the block
You're never gonna stop
You think you can chop me up
Like
sweat 'em
They'll tear my new clothes if your bodygurad'll let 'em
Hit backstage with two minutes to spare
Just enough time to grip a breath of fresh
love me
[Young Buck]
I'm in the candy-painted Range, Cardier frame
Six-by-nines playin so I can hear e'ry thang
Heavy on the gas homie, hoggin up two
love me
[Young Buck]
I'm in the candy-painted Range, Cardier frame
Six-by-nines playin so I can hear e'ry thang
Heavy on the gas homie, hoggin up two
the ground
The bee of course flies anyway
4am back again
Blow it up like Koolaid man
I might pop some M&M's
Blow it up like Eminem
I might throw a couple bands
People people
Can we take it to the square
You don't matter
And they don't mind
These be the things that
Makes ya blind
[verse 2]
Uh pimp or preach
Same
with the black stripe
Referee preferably i be feeling myself and I
Ain't on no Ecstasy
But the groupies is and you can
Tell by how they molested me
She
Hypebae, już taka z ciebie hypebae
Rozkładasz się na wejściu, widzę cię na backstage'u, już taka z ciebie hypebae
Hypebae, już taka z ciebie hypebae
to be
Hitting back hard she said dammit Adam
The snake would talk with me
In the by and by the ups and downs of the sun
It's just existence when history
hang it up
Go somewhere and hang up some 50 posters, PUNK
You speak too late, y'all prolly gon' go up to them awards
and get yo' ass whooped by B2K
I
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