Lyrics:
better wash it down
Drinkin from an empty glass
Then he pulled the burner out
I won't crack a fuckin joke
Cause I know all he'll do is frown
38 it's
sometimes
And then I realize
That You're by my side
When I started the last album I just wanted to rap
But it became daunting in fact when I got lost in track
They're out of sorts in Sunderland
And terribly cross in Kent,
They're dull in Hull
And the Isle of Mull
Is seething with discontent,
They're
Flashing off the ice on my neck
And my wrist
I'm hot as Hell
You can tell by this drip
Coachella flippin' sippin'
Purple Sierra Mist
Having double vision
It's real
Shit ain't right
Fuck that toxic
Hmm
She's so fake
She gon take
She never give
She don't relate
The shit is real
The shit ain't right
She
fuck it, I'ma ask for digits
Baby, hot as hell, she a devil in disguise
Never seen it coming, she just caught me by surprise
Hypnotizing me while I'm
glad, rad
Girl has ended me this shit is bad, bad, real bad
Don't know where I belong, I'm hot shit but I don't wear VLone
Don't show it my emotions long
that you see
The day you beat me will be the day you see see
HOT 97 feeding you more loving than they feed me
Don't let these niggas gas you on that
be playin my songs on the radio
Everybody gotta understand
Happiness is not by chance
But by choice
I'd rather get chased
By the cops than the devil
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot
cat chowder
Sundance kid is the everyday purse snatcher
If you see him coming, you better start running
Like a terrorist I guarantee you he'll be
What's on the movies what's on the tube
What's on a woman's mind
I don't have a clue
What's with this cell phone
What the hell is wrong with my car
I
myself clear
I’ll send you a flick this is what your going to miss
If you don’t hurry the hell on
Tell me what is taking so long
You’re the one I got
at the top
Hatin around me ain’t never gon stop
Whenever I jump on track
Then fire I’m spittin is makin the record get hot
Tell all these hoes I’m back at it
an explosion, to be frank, an implosion
With the guts I have, all it takes is consumption of C4s to show distortion
From a man as little as Caesars who's hot
Travel all the way down to your leg
Ayo, it's Hell on Earth
Whose necks are gonna be first?
The projects is front line
And the enemy is one-time
I
wild West
West side
West side
West side
Is the wild wild West straight from the gutter
Got a bad ass bitch just want to nut her
Imma a hot nigga in
but I will inhale
Cause I’ve lived in hell, ever since grade six and
First place as a rapper, of age six (yeah)
I’m really cruising
All rap beef is
hot for now
So pussy watch your mouth
It’s P up in the house so watch your mouth
P is in the house Pussy watch your mouth
I be up in the south where
catches us, he'll try to kill us
He got a whole army of Kiiers
Me no worry, I got the clapper son
End of the first verse, chapter one
Word
Shit is real in
when we laid at you and Paige's crib
Was there so long I coulda paid rent
Remember when we couldn't get shit?
Best thing bout being broke is you don't
when we laid at you at pay's crib
Was there so long I coulda paid rent
Remember when we couldn't get shit?
Best thing bout being broke is you don't
You just start visitin spots, I've been by
And the hell with a throwback nigga, I've been fly
[P. Diddy]
Come on now
[Loon]
Definitely real, spend
and another thing
Everything is amplified by the overstated
Understatement of sayin' that
You're just frustrated
But you're worse off first off
Stricken by
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