Lyrics:
axes over your words when we break the ice
In a conversation about whose worse
Only time I'm a loser
I leave bruises with the tongue-lashing, the rap
I regret that Like suckin' up the pebbles in my wet back
I'm tryin' to see the light, but it's jet black And like James Harden, make a killin' if I
One thing I've learned in life the game dirty
The pain hurt and it's different but ain' worried
I should kill (shaquille) em' on purpose the aim
Step back in the booth you know I'm gettin to the bag
M.c.B. say he can't stop I'm steady gettin niggas mad
They been waitin for that drop, caught
'Cause in life, you only get one take, you heard me
Game over, lights off, hang up your jersey
Beat the odds like magic 'cause I'm so James worthy
Tangled
fought that dude
I read the paper it said the pigs caught that dude
Its sad another black man taking by a black hand
Wish your last night in the club we
a good boy but I was raise by the goons'
And they be acting a foul with its red in they eyes
The chemicals in the crack put the devil inside
Over the pot
the mixture delicious
Depicting a naughty life
Guided by the scriptures found in 1945
In that jar in the dessert
Buried for centuries
The search for
It doesn't take long for the nightmarish news
To sweep the world like a shock wave
The mighty Man of Steel, once the super champion, admired by
she may be
She may search this whole wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat
Put
she may be
She may search this whole wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat
Put
she may be
She may search this whole wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat
Put
she may be
She may search this whole wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat
Put
shoes…
Dead body bloody socks!
They could kill you for your watch…
Don’t believe me? Just watch!
Trinidad James got robbed by Bruno Mars
Shit is this Earth
A gift it wont
But present it to me
I show u my greed
I will over eat
I come to take like pills for my sleep
Or my allergies
Im goin to bee
Like buzz
In
You're too perfect for me
You don't need nobody
You don't need no help
You just pass right by me
You're too perfect for me
You don't need nobody
You
minute of fame never over I got a hour left
Lighting the score board while y'all fake serving clientele
And I'm up by a mill if you niggas really couldn't
And make it ours
If James and Cedric set the bar
Watch me rise above the occasion
I seen my mother go thru depression
And I feel I'm pressed to do
garments
And tied a towel around his waist
He poured water into a basin
And knelt down before Andrew
He carefully smoothed the water over his skin
Until
contradict, please,
Just a dollar and a dream thinking money trees,
Plant my seeds in the dirt, then maybe one of these,
Will turn into something great,
“Fish On”
music and lyrics written by
James Grogg
Somewhere down long the Florida Coast
There’s a creature lurking in the Gulf
That’s ready to show
hard on that shit and we just started
Gonna make it to the top like James Harden
Set the bar high, put your dreams over it
Fuck fake friends people you
James Bond bitches i ain't even in a tux
It's tough when you get overlap
Looking over &ang will have you oh perhaps
Lost in the sauce where you can't
shit and we just started
Gonna make it to the top like James Harden
Set the bar high, put your dreams over it
Fuck fake friends people you don't wanna
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