Lyrics:
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
a man
When I met Ann, I soked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
in the street
Makin the fifth scream, rockin older n****s to sleep
Make a fiend strip naked 'cause he owed for a week
Now the Squad's getting
treat my balls like it's mistletoe
Fuck class, get cash by the truckload
Latest album with my dogs but the city closed
You in for a hell of a ride,
is the first week of July by the way folks. About three or four days
later... we must have got there around the 30th of June. Anyway, what a great
We the in-timidators, why'all in-timidated
By our bling bling ring ring, and I can't debate it
LOWRIDERS (bzz bzzt) hittin on switches
As we PASS
primitive, I'm Olympian, now it's routed in pistols
Allow me to buy the album, child imbeciles
I was a coward out to intend powerful minutes for
The crowd,
I`m footin` it, walkin` to Kragens Auto Parts
[Chorus]
A week later, everything was fo` sho`
My album was about to drop so I went
till I die
Met Jay, dropped on a album in a week
Without unsigned hype or battle of the beats
The first time niggas heard me spit it in the streets
I
price get this low
See I cop em' in Atlanta bring em' back to Alabama Avenue
And tell them niggas "come and get it let's go"
Fifty in the Mac take em'
colors significants
With a cheap blade
By your tongue and your cheeks
Fuck you and your funds
You made last week
Death don't speak
Only action it seeks
No writers block words come To me abundantly
New albums drop with that Same old redundancy
I can flop as myself fake ain't Fun 2 me
Back in the day
M-I-Double S-I-Double S-I-Double P-I
Two weeks on, two weeks off I was a roughneck working on a rig in the Gulf
For the summer, in Biloxi, gonna make
85 miles out of Nashville, thinkin' bout
The way things change
Try an keep it by the reigns
I'm a lone drifter, big money flipper
Take anything
away but LA's (such a fucking weird place)
I bet you wouldn't ask me
To do that by this time next week
You can't hide my face and save me for a rainy
about three weeks of recovery
but the nurses is lovin me
Sayin the best part of the day is my half
Feedin me breakfast, and givin me a sponge bath
Niggaz
drop a new album by the end of the week
I ain’t slept for three days and i’m startin to tweak
Verse:
Like yeah
Upgrade from a dorm room to a condo
You waited for this moment, overcome with the desperation
We plotted for a week and then we fed you the information
A daughter that's eleven years
PARIS Fashion has a new odd couple:
Bernard Arnault and Kanye West
The luxury titan turned out Saturday
Night for an impromptu concert
By West in
Verse 1
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Some of the busiest rhymes ever made by man
Are goin' into this mic, written by this hand
Are comin' out of this mouth, made by this
scared for years to try to do this album
How you follow up a classic? What's the outcome?
Failure and tragedy, now everybody's mad at me
'Cause I ain't
Lesson one my man, go on and do what you do
And you need to get the rifle or you worried bout two
Cause I'm hated by many, and loved by few
But I kill down
Freeze my heart locked in a ice box minus 30 degrees
I'm on my sub zero shit I be letting it breeze
Just made my album in a week I did that shit with
to speak, I've been winning on the street
I've been feeling like a Wednesday, surrounded by the week
This strong alone continue, fi di justice weh we seek
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