Search results for 'talk you down live by the script' Page #752

living on escape like a rat
Stand by your words, it's a me to you fact
If you mouth talks to much, then you fell the gun effect
Rap ain't about to be

Everybody means something to someone
You don't know what I've been through
What it took for me to get here
So, before you talk down on my name
You should take

on sent
Can't hide the rage
Imma fucking vent
Imma leave your face fucking bent
I'll track you down by your fucking scents
No I don't want your fucking

her pipe down, okay, yeah
Know I told you you should pipe down
If I send my goons to you boy it's lights out
Hold on baby we can talk about it right now

a peasant in the presence of a god
Here to smit u for ya sins, here to judge you for ya wrongs
I was raised by hip-hop, Pac, Nas, UGK
Young OutKast, bitch I'm

on no statements

You know I talk a lot of
Trash I'm Oscar the grouch
Tell these Elmo ass niggas
Shut they fucking mouth
Send shots at me on twitter
I

talk to a boss
U gone be takin loss
I hope you know just what it cost
And aint no obeyin da law
My humanity
Turnin it off

Im tranna live
If not for me

her break the shit down and put the leaf in the wrap
Why would I play by your rules
When I could do what I want
You scared of taking the risk well imma

should calm down before I just swerve
Boy it ain't no calming down, I done hit a nerve
Well isn't this some shit?

Isn't that a bitch?
Who you calling

astray,
Growing day to day,
While that kitty get them 808s,
Put the beats on it for real,
Let your guard down,
Mama I'll be your shield,
That's real talk,
I

follow me 
Yeah, you from D-Block right? 
Ruff Rydin all night, you outta see my lights 
Watch the 'gnac get chased by the champagne 
Mary jane blowin,

Rough and tumble
Some things you gotta live with
Some things are gonna change
Rough and tumble
Some stuff is always gonna fall down
When you got rain

they call it Linden cause they ain't giving you nothing
yeah this shit is bigger than the block now
Niguhz grabbing up guns by the stockpile
Niguh fuck

Yeah, you dun know already, it's your boy BP
Straight up Tigga D, you dun know, holdin' it down (ayy, Madara, run that back)
Ten years up in this

out, by any means
My fit is vintage my shit is clean
Olive oil smoke spinach green
My aura lit like it's the gleam
I represent, and put it down for

down
Yo favorite rapper that's servin you crap
Soul food on take away plates
On dinner date with destiny and fate
Tall glass a sweet tea that's made from

shut down and dark well OLI why are you so depressed Is it cause of all the childhood thoughts suppressed, have you dug up memories that been repressed,

anyday 

Knowing I could blow up anyday 

Momma told me 

Jus stick to the script 

Like play yo part 

& jus know you okay 

Gotta hit when they leaving

out thinking bout death do us part / now another heartbreak done left you a scar / but who knew big dick and smoothing talking / would flip the script

to the script or get Stitched up like Lilo (14)
Quickest way to get yo life took like a repo, Keep playin games like you'll get saved by a Hero (16)

- CHORUS -

all like the recipe
To getting cut off, is to break the laws
You knowing how I'm coming, from the start
Don't try to flip the script with your loose

nobody stop me now
I've got my eyes on the prize I'm coming for the crown
I did a one-eigthy flipped the script I'm zoomin' out
Focusing the lens so you

lose it
This time is my time to shine, so move it
Kinda like my shoe, you're gonna get booted

Nothing gonna get in my way, concluded
Take a seat by me,

I said mama I'm sorry for the pain and
Every tear when I did you wrong
I'm sorry for them times that I left u lonely
All them times I never went back