Lyrics:
Cowell, I can't let you ex-factors survive
Nah, the time's right and they finally limelightin' the god of this rhyme writin'
My mic can only be likened
think I'm bad, they say "Oooh he's so evil!"
'Cause I go on blind dates, with actual blind people
But my album's out the store, yours be on the shelf
I
of lady friends
Used to be in 'Sauga out at Sega City Playdium
Skatin' through this album like a Montreal Canadien
Way that I ran shit, you'd think I was
Dee doo doo doo dah dee doo doo
doo doo doo dee doo doo doo dee doo dah day
If I were you and you were me those voices they would cease to be
They
There’s no time to cry
I need to protect my forest till the end
Our treasure might be never taken
By that cursed kingdom
They are calling me
Our times
at the sound of your voice
Baby, I'll slay a dragon for you
Or banish wicked giants from the land
But you will find, that nothing in my dream can hurt you
that bind me
Or something that somebody said because
They thought we fit together walkin'
It's just knowing that the world
Will not be cursing
wasn't due till ten
But they they just might run a special if they knew that dad was comin' in
The mighty scream of the 9:15 tore through the winter night
A million miles a minute, the second I'm in it yeah I be pacing
Bitch I'm back again
Been here since way back when, now let that shit begin
This album 2 but
we're crying out
As the day draws near
We'll sing until the whole world hears
Lord let your sleeping giant arise
Catch the demons by surprise
Holy
like Kanye
Music on another level
Yeah, I'm tryna take this shit further beyond Ye
I just might fuck around and drop this shit on 'em by surprise like
This is music to be murdered by
Got a premonition
I feel the end is near
The beauty starts to fade
My joy has turned to pain
I hear the symphony
want to be,
You're gonna have to learn pimpology.
Pimpology, a pimp's profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be
Or can we continue to roam
Will there be any freight trains in heaven
Any boxcars in which we might hide
Will there be any tough cops or brakemen
Will
the ten by four, controllin' the house
We live in hard knocks, we don't take over we borrow blocks
Burn 'em down and you can have it back daddy, I'd
by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll be smilin'
So you play your albums, and you smoke your pot
And you meet your girlfriend in the parking
as a weakness
I thought I had to be strong
Oh but I was just young
I was scared, I was wrong
Not a night goes by, I don't dream of wandering
Through
Sleeping giants, sleeping, sleeping giants
Mm, I keep on shattering time
I might just leave you behind
Homie, you stuck on rewind
You should quit sleeping
profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be giant sized,
Come to my school. Get pimp-matized.
In your school, what do they
ch-chi-uh, uh, ch-ch-ch-uh, un-breakable
Rock the unrockable (it's Hovi baby)
Follow the flow, look
They say a midget standing on the giant's shoulder can
production's tight
Sometimes I might catch a severe case of writer's block
But by the end of the day you'll be on my jock
My name's malik my hobby's putting
He would see faces in movies, on TV
In magazines, and in books
He thought that some of these faces might be right for him
And through the years,
they losin'
When I was two, my slide was blue
When I was gone, my ice cream cone was a giant wand
When my bike was all I was ridin' on
Jewelry from
Be careful who you're pushin' round
They just might find you obsolete
Remember if you plan to stay
Those who give can take away.
Don't bite
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