Lyrics:
happens when you sign a contract and don't read that shit
Now Ma$e sayin' he the knew Diddy 2.0
Same deal Puff gave him he gave Fivio (foul)
They was
cuz hell is no match for the King's forces
But if you choose evil there's no end to thee torment
Don't like your life, try being reborn again John 3:4
song
Been beating on the DJ before the Ma$e song
You play Clake Kent you better have your cape on
Plenty homes mansion many rooms
My necklace, 2 ex's
a thang concealed
A-B-C-D ain’t he doper than E, L-M-N-O don’t you play with a P
Homicidal in the Stu with a brew I be Cookin’ up dope throwing cumin into
(Great John on the beat by the way)
Look, huh
Niggas like, "Sheff, you be movin' too hot
You got nothin' to prove, you the king of this shit"
'Member
no rappers tough as me
That's why they don't fuck with me
They could label this a diss
When the song drop
Cause I'm better than your favorite
Rapper by
a drill like antihistamines
I can't be put in no box
I'm way too sly of a fox
I'll find a way out that box
I think outside of the box
Yo, you don't want
would get along nor sing a song
Cause everyone'd be singing for the king, am I wrong?!
I say yo, what's up, it's me again
Scott La Rock, KRS, BDP again
of social media
Don’t want to spread the truth to come out like a encyclopedia
Wonder why I make love songs when I have love for myself
I know that I’m single
I can reminisce the black fist, Uzi, Terminators
Terror doom techniques that terrorize the lighter shade
It's all about the game that we play
was sorry
I didn't tell you my folks was wrong
Oh wait, sir, yes I did, I forgot that
But I'll do it again inside this song
You don't even know if I was
the
inspiration to the song, and out of that came NOTB, and outta NOTB came the album. Hahahaha. Wonder
what the wife looked like? Hahaha, Jesus. I don't know, it's
the riverside
Let's get together what a treat
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside
Strike up the band, start the parade
Don't let that grand old
Girl don't take this wrong but i see you been standing by the bar for a little bit too long. (ahh whoop)
I see it in your eyes every sip you been
a back in the day dawg
Thugs now a days will cock it back pop a cap in your acorn
Fuck what they say in they songs
Gangstas dont stay long
They make
but you couldn't (boom-boom-boom)
I shoot at crowds just to shoot him down (gang)
My Ruger loud, that's how I move around
Now don't play games,
I was like oh no, don't know where my nut hit
Thought I shot it so far that it spilled all on the stairwell
But I ended up using it like Ben Stiller's
that boy are-E double D
I'm a star sipping bar in the car, sitting sideways on the highway
Two hundred the fly way, what that boy say
That boy's out
green
I gotta eat on the go Day
I hope they told you that everything that Soul say don't go a long way, what?
A ho in Chipotle, no
This is food for
I'm the greatest, no one can debate it
Brushin' off haters who mad that I made it
Niggas got mad 'cause they cannot create it
They take off and don't
patience to spare, I don't happen to play
And besides that, nigga Dime Trap on the way, on me
Got all designer on me, that's on me, baby, yeah
That's
an illusion as the moments race by
Too fast to really grasp though we may try
Deny, till we die, ooh my my
These thoughts that mislead and then multiply
Second
there was more than one actor involved in this play
It was never a one man show, tell me something that I don't know
I heard someone killed Kennedy! What
They told me seeing was believing. Tell me what do I believe
Precious time wasted outchea blinded by the bling
Most of that was fake and my desires
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