Lyrics:
Kickin the funky Islam, my lyricals slippin em like petroleum, slowly I'm
Pumpin the flow of the lyric, I'm breakin em off with the radical texture
I'm one
got the time to smoke this, hold this
Yo G, roll by in a blacked out TT, Megaman carry two gats easy
Seeing stars, and a mister wanna jack me
Jack me
The political course of an original boss
Sent by the Lord with a cross, giving you the cost
Step outside your box, get that mind unlocked
Time to stock, when you
the message man
These lyrics aren't for everyone
Only few understand
No no no no no no
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
You don't know my brain
The way
diverted by this lyric when you hear it
Ricochet any style any day
Any which way and you'll Cherish the Day like Sade
The advanced oratorical techniques I
got the time to smoke this, hold this
Yo G, roll by in a blacked out TT, Megaman carry two gats easy
Seeing stars, and a mister wanna jack me
Jack me
Quduus
Holy tongue words made of gold
Quduus
Lyrics of the God spit a scroll
Quduus
Black Gods circling my soul
The Truth
Garvey like made from
Transcribed by Robin Hood
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and do not necessarily correspond with lyrics from other
take it personal?
Unu talk bout don, you think me come fi don.
All me have fi do is send for the new gun.
Anything test dead!
Limb by Limb we are
It is not about lyrics anymore
It's about a hot beat and a catchy hook
If we gotta dumb down our style and ABC it, then so be it
'Cause nowadays
I had no more hope around me now
Feeling like there's hope around you now
Let me know your quote I wrote it down
Lyrics yea I push them by
stir AF cause it fucking doesn't care
And this sound catch you like a bat trapped by lyrics nets
Let's seat for a while e chat for long time
Switch
the real crazy, psycho sick move the lady
Sunnin' so nothin' shady, kid pass me the three-eighty
By my sack, cock and load it, your world I'ma rock
like a steeplechase
MC soldiers, about face
Now step off, I need room for my takeoff
My custom made lyrics slays, yours are soft
I think you better
Give me the cue
Skip the introduction
Proceed the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed
Splatter your melons like
sing the truth in my lyrics like 2pac, Yea (Lets Go!)
Hold Him for ransom like come get your boo back
I'm-ma get rich get my momma a new jag
I know they
of my sisters
so me seh wake up
all pickenys
Lyric pickenys in every every land
Text By Hasan
don´t you mix me up with dem no
Songtext
see dem in the night see dem a go fight
see dem a go dread see dem a go bad
Lyrics step back well don´t start
Uhh
Grad School Squared, what's that mean... what's that mean
It means Education's not obscene
Lyrics are fresh, matter fact so clean
Realize
Jumping movin' groovin' going crazy through the roof
Writing speaking rapping writing lyrics that's the truth
Got my friends in the back aint no need
Benihana
Intro
Jrxwest (Lyrics)
Hello
Whats up bae
What u doing tonight ?
Come fuck with me
Come fuck with a real nigga
You know what im saying
Back now they pass out
I don't need a cash out
I be rapping for the fun
I don't need a bag now
Lyrics hot (tsk)
Son no need to act loud
To the top
No
along
Learn the lyrics its yo girls favorite song
Learn the lyrics its yo girls favorite song
Wanna tell you whats on my mind oh oh oh
Too much pride
223 shells out the G, got drank got lean promethazine
I don't fuck with none of these rappers cause their lyrics they been hella week
I cut these
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