Lyrics:
give fuck what you did
Hot shells that nigga got hit in his shit
Jay 5 im tryna spin through douglas
An if i see you pussy nigga ima empty the clip
Yeah, I like it when the girls
Stop by in the summer do you remember?
Do you remember when we met, last summer?
New Kids On The Block had a bunch
of Gaithersburg, and you'll never know
What it means for a kid in his teens and his entire team
To go from open mics to actually living they dreams
This a "thank
Flavor Flav?
Cause as much as things change it remains the same
And you can give me the city of God
And Mecca, the temple, the mosque
An inspiration,
new riffs, and new jams!
It's new licks, a new fam!
A new fix, a few grand!
You can't stand beetween us and this
Land of a loving, not dependant
an attack on
You? Is it control? Why do you
Need to have control over my
Life? because we’re not together?
Then why? Is
This being rewarded and praised by
sacred
Reading my mind
Is leaving you naked
You'd rather give it away than receive it
One of these days I'm gonna believe it.
That's alright I'm okay
It
made me mirwin
Dear Josh we gotta work, we got some videos to shoot
I've got this hope in my soul, but I can't do it without you
Dear Jon you know I've
crack corn, but I don't care
You can be black, white or a albino yeah
You can have corn rows inside your hair
I give a fuck if I don't like your stare
hall shit
They prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall bitch like a drought but
You gon' get this rain like it's May weather
G.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather
respectin' my flow
Born hustler, I couldn't give a fuck about your view
My view keeps me in a plush plat, skyview
And it's logic kid, soon you gonna see Bigz
learn, Fuck money
Ya ashes in the box is what you earned
I'm the reincarnated fat version of
Darth Vader, Massacre partaker
Blow my favorite cigar flavor
and nigga this is true news
Dudes'll blow you outta ya two shoes
Who chose to front it? They don't really want it
Yo, I stay Philly blunted, prospect wit
Sadly that it ain't no joke on that block
Let Laffy Taffy tried to trap me, dug out like a nappy snappy
Even Lassie attacked me, attacked me for
Yeah yeah, what
Who want it yeah yeah kid
One, two uh
Brooklyn, brooklyn, big borough with t
But everything in ain't always what it seems
You might get
to be so uptight/ just because I got some from your daughter the first night/ shes just a ho/ you know how it is/ kids just want to have sex/ you keep
of getting rich
You crash landed
Before our first gig
That's life
And more often than not
It is what it is
You give up
Or live and get big
I only live to get
shells in a gauge on a shelf
I used to get punked and bullied on my block
'Til I cut a kitten's head off and stuck it in this kid's mailbox (mom, mom)
I
(Widda)
Oh no it's Platinum!
Kn-kn-known as the Dan who can
Send a shiver down your midsection when I land pon the mic and ride the version
the same to you
Now I'm deleting all your fotos and your videos
And I wanna be with you and give you all my love
But before I die for you, I rather die alone
gone
Get the fuck out the room, I'm rollin' chrome
700 spoke, whicky whicky what
Keep your hungry mouth shut, cause I'm livin' it up!
Hey, we gives no
shoes, long road, gotta walk by myself
No clue what's on 'cause, I ain't calling for help
If I'm old news I'll make sure to report it myself
Got my whole
to do tha
kid that tried to slip for some buda, sleep (word up)
I peeped every spot his boys be, I got crew
But what am I do is get somebody new to do it
down for the block
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Kutt Calhoun]
I'm down for the block like I'm down for my wife
And if you niggaz fuck with either then it's down
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