Lyrics:
Bill ain't a sucka
Part one tripped y'all out part two is a motherfucker
Gimme some bob and I'll start by killing me
I'm dead so pass the bob G
acknowledge that ancient Kemet is where it started
Way farther back than the knights
Or the Rite of the Scottish
You need to wake up, no new Bugatti
My
your ass just lost All y'all must pay Every dog has his day that's the reason they made the AK Who just made the 10 o clock news? Blew that boy up out
While the wealthy will forever
Roll weighted dice
So well and white within
New wonderland
The poor will just arrive by crutch
Quite cancel eyed
blessed with life
So I breathe deep and give praise to the most high
Then I, get fresh for a new day
I eat broccoli for breakfast and smoke my trees
believe that love is all we need, oh
My oh my
So many years have gone by
We try and try
Never will we say good-bye
Dear John Have you heard the news today
love my old hoes, new meaning for YOLO
All you niggas gon' learn today, I'm the teacher, I'm the tutor
Few Ray Allens couple cuties, and by Ray Allens
by the boatload?
Doing him a favor when I'm rockin' out later
Alligator on my shoes and boots
And new suit mean new recruits, ya dig?
('Cause you
Make you do your job cyber slave so what
Nothing new you been controlled by the internet
Social network's been a social experiment
Worship 5G false idols
playin'
Ain't no revolution is televised and digitized
You've been hypnotized and twitter-ized by silly guys
Cues to the evenin' news, make sure you
Poor ol’ Jimmy Biscuit
Was baptized by a pixie
Who drank a lotta whiskey
In the pub where he way born
Poor ol’ Jimmy Biscuit
Way married
you money
You think you hot cause he spent thousands of bills on it
I got that box, make him wait 6 years on it
Yeah it's that good, the girl so cold
to make a dope stack
We know, we know
This years money and thug affiliation
Wu-Tang Clan, Dupri collaboration
AT ya'll?, New York, real live creation
my brothers and my sisters knowing Dad was gone for good
Well, I stayed at home just long enough to lay him in the ground
And then I caught a plane
weed and sipping kool-aid
I miss the good days
Kicking with the homies never stressing
Paying bills or how to get paid
Every corner turned theres
her)
Fine she a dime showin off (I fucked her)
Caught her at the club by the deal for real
Ask to what it is and she let her nigga trill (YEAHRRR)
Bill
Why you doin this
For real
Damn chill
Yo
My minds demented
The most tormented
By quantum physics
The illest sixth sense
In the business
Wisdom
verbals & graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm & Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like
But she get trashed on the car hood by Hoodstock
We got good stock
and size does matter bitch, that's why we slang good cock
Back the thirty eight
to hock, borrow or trade
We ain't riding so high
But we are getting by
And feeling good tonight, I just got paid
Went from havin' an outta-this-world-flow,
To doin' the video, doin' the coon dance
To watchin' my good friend Eminem winnin' a moonman
I remember
Everybody home, ain't nobody gone
And I got all my niggas around
It feel good, don't it? Getting hood on it
And I got all my niggas around
I got
world, made of dreams invented by the people who say:
“War means money” !
Refrain:
Consume !
Everybody consume !
If you’ve got a 10 dollar bill, consume !
years they just pass us by
The good years they just pass us by, yeah
The good years they just pass us by
The good years they just pass us by
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