Lyrics:
Real trippy niggas
(La musica de Harry Fraud) hippie niggas
Uh
Nigga, my mom blow that kind of cash, nigga
What you talkin' 'bout?
Poppin'
Hey, Em, it's Paul
Uh, I was listening to the album
Good fucking luck, you're on your own
Guess who's back, back again?
Shady's back, tell
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it's hard to believe
Well it's true homeboy, it's not a lie
I used to sell tapes on Sunnyside
I used
smoking D
Every rap I ever made was about this town
I made 7 whole albums with no James Brown
And even though I love his music, I just can't stand
Le seul drive-by t'as fait de ta vie c'est au restaurant
Le seul impact que t'as eu dans ta vie c'est quand t'as fait un accident
Je run le rap game
La musica de Harry Fraud
Marilyn Maryland Marilyn
I'm so mothafuckin' pretty (come on)
Marilyn Maryland Marilyn
You so mothafuckin' crazy (ah)
at, or ying dat,
we winning dats big facts, Nar brudda it’s big facts it’s big facts,
harry pots don’t wave his wand it’s a
lie,
I’ll swing my shank
a better man
Made me who I am
Made me a better man
Harry O had us at the Elks lodge
James T had us at strawberries
We opened for The Fat Boys
At something
Delly,
James Bond Din Dong,
ロンドンじゃStarkey Banton,
Bailey, JudasにOne, Little lenny
Benjie, Bounty filla,
Rudeboy Kelly, Pancho,
Bounty hunter, Turbo belly,
could makin fuck turn outta makin love
Slowly as I fucked her, she called me Harry
She called Charles, Earl, James, and Larry
I took three more
I am the clay in his hands
He is the potter, no Harry
Stay with the cross, count it all loss
Back under wood like I'm Carrie
Sorry but death you
like I was Prince harry
Boy the flow scary
Switchin styles like Tyler Perry
And I chase the money like it’s Tom and Jerry
And my bitch love
Ya By my Kumba linx
The youth grew me
The work I do four em
Add 2 me
Spikes depiction of the Windy City really
Blew me
Coming from A-MC who went to see
still hip-hop's Jack Nicholson, I'm hip-hop's James Dean
Ain't shit changed since my first album, I still say what I mean
If your girl's pretty, don't
sense, I'm a dollar short and a day late
James Holmes at the Saturday Batman matinee
Must have missed my CAT scan that day
I just threw a Tampax at Dre
Every rap I ever made was about this town
I made 7 whole albums with no James Brown
And even though I love his music, I just can't stand
The way they
smoking D
Every rap I ever made was about this town
I made 7 whole albums with no James Brown
And even though I love his music, I just can't stand
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it?s hard to believe
Well it?s true homeboy, it?s not a lie
I used to sell tapes on sunnyside
I used
(Drop the fucking album!)
(Bro, you've been talking about this album for months, when are you going to drop it?)
(Seriously, si-six, seven months
that's nice, its holographic
I'm working in the shade
So, I guess it looks like magic
And if I made an album
I just hope it'd be a classic
Life goes up
Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnnie Ray
South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio
Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, television
Kim gordon and kelly deal
Polly harvey made me feel real
Tina weymouth and wendy james
For kim wilde I was burning in flames
Juliana hatfield
boîte sans aucune escorte
Je contrôle le game EA Sports
Mon swag est toujours à l'heure
Ici Poudlard se change en Bois d'ar pour les Harry Pointeur
T'es
uśmiecham jak James Brown
Kręcę ten kram na osiedlach bez zmian
Rymów bezmiar a ja ciągle ten sam
Chociaż inny bez dwóch zdań
To mój plan a G.R.U. to mój
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