Lyrics:
But of course, I'll rise above it
For I know that's how you'd want me to respond, yes
There's been some confusion, for you, see my roommate is
mode éco et fin
Les damiers c'est pas pour moi
Et les échecs y'en assez
J'respect pas Dahmer
Mais j'aime l'odeur ta peau et ton parfum
Y'en a des cons
Ken-L-Ration dog food makes your wife's complexion clear.
Chew chocolate-covered mothballs -- they're sure to satisfy.
Brush your teeth with Lifebuoy soap
soundin soft as JoJo
With twelve monkeys on stage it's hard to see who's a gorilla
You was better as a drug dealer
Feel the passion of this B-boy ration
Laser light shot tonight
Target nullified
Gyro subdivide
Latitude longitude
Satellite
Solid substitute
What's a drag race? Can't you see those
See me in the black Benz just blowin up the cellular
We high as shit, the sky is it
You know the sewer style yo is fly as shit
So grip (what?),
flux
C’est un subterfuge pour dire qu’t’ai adulte
Température élevé aux nations
C’est pas l’écologie qui va te donner ses rations
Séparations au
think it's time for me to break camp
Had a crush on my man the first time we met.
Now what you see is what you get
Lost more than a mil on a gambling bet
(exact)
Ténébreuse corporation
Pas d'homme d'Cromagnon
Moi j'vole vos rations si
On m'en offre l'occasion (voilà)
J'vais vous montrer de quel
Bois j'me
right next to me
And you wanted to (c'mon)
I take you fuckin' bullets - let's do this
P is deadly, he's just like his music
Come through like the Taliban
I'm still a fan even though I was salty
Hate to see you with some other broad, know you happy
Hate to see you happy if I'm not the one drivin'
I'm
I'm still a fan even though I was salty
Hate to see you with some other broad, know you happy
Hate to see you happy if I'm not the one drivin'
I'm
I'm still a fan even though I was salty
Hate to see you with some other broad, know you happy
Hate to see you happy if I'm not the one drivin'
I'm
Quand le ciel est rose
J'en ai encore sous la manche
Et le cœur sur la main qui fait des accords
C'est la noche
Me v'la encore seul à manger
Derrière
Un coup dans mon kick de plus et un coup d'kick de moins
À la pesée, on y passe tous, parce qu'on est tous témoins
C'est l'bas d'trop, plus rien
pension and her ration books
Aneurin Bevan took the miners' cause
The the House of Commons in his coal dust voice
We were locked up safe and warm from
a tramp, a wet food stamp,
I think it's time for me to break camp
Had a crush on my man the first time we met.
Now what you see is what you get
Lost more
P'tite cace-ded à mes 2-3-4 zincs.
Ici c’est now ou never, avis aux manchots,
J'fais mon show à la Mayweather..
Trop loin pour serrer la main aux
Lobo, le labo le laboratoire, c'est d'abord à toi.
Lalala le laboratoire c'est d'abord à toi
Toi c'est d'abord à toi..
Le Loboratoire c'est d'abord
a trick-a-ration so I mob by my lonesome
And see my status as a playa elevated as the hustler anthem
For all the haters is regulated
Some do it illegal, others
Know it's been a minute
Since I
Put you on right
Know it's been a minute
Yea
Put you on right
Benatton
Who who who
See we got the gift
Got
inside the grooves
And it's time to shake the rations
'Cause someone's gonna cash in
The plot it turns again
The reference starts at ten
Well,
and goblins
Nah, mostly bougie stuff, don't see problems
Know she said she was, but no, she wasn't
Yeah, posted hoodied up, yeah, Gucci bottoms
Yeah, yeah,
J'veux plus prendre mon temps avec ces chiens c'est des fils qui tuent
Ils veulent voler mon flow, voler mes biens
C'est des fils de pute
C'est pour
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