Lyrics:
bitches die in a hurry, still I ride
I'm never worried
Mr makaveli tell me to ride, and I'ma ride
Pick my enemies out the crowd
And motherfuckers die
It's
Worldwide, got the triple beam, I slide
Listenin' to yo demo in a stretch limo
It's how I ride - cartel style
Full, stacked to the max now
A million-dollar
From Miami to South Korea
Hahaha
Monsta and Mr. Worldwide
Let's ride
No matter where you are tonight
I'ma fly 'round the whole world to find
your own company
The Technicolor worlds going by
But you're the lead in your own movie
Cos in the Liberty of Norton Folgate
Walking wild and free
In your
a trauma
I woke up then I realized
I was getting no sick pay
Beaten stabbed molested
Trauma in the dark
Black streets being swallowed by speed
What a life
date to use it will wallow in sin
Driven then to commit a world of crime
Captive their will and destroy their mind
They changed their lives
M-Dub in the airr if ya feel me
Fuck em all day, fuck em all night
Candy paint on d's and fo's
[Verse 1: Murphy Lee]
Yo, Ayyo I eat, sleep, shit,
To put your life in full of fear
By the favor skies
We are flying
Truth we be buying
To buy out all the lying
How you livin'
Were you livin'
Were
them rats know, "mama I want to sin'
But mama I want to trick, and mama I'm suckin' dick now"
We movin' on up in the world like elevators
Me
the best
Therefore, hard to tell
You dropped me off by the dungeon
Never came in, but I knew that you were wondering
Now are these niggas in this house
to begin
Sit down and buckle it in, lemme say it again
In this world everybody's got a chip on
Both sides of the neck, got no respect
Wait up a sec
When I
torn
Man, let me just speak about what's going on
Hey, Dear Mr. President
Why you got our troops in the war and they fighting over shit that's
Nah let his hand swing
I ought to punch a hole in his palm with these pointy ass rings
No more said, knew your chump ass was dead
When I saw the four
picking a lock
And a Benz full of bullshit
Like my MySpace inbox my pen is a menace
I control the world in one sentence
West Coast stand up, Chino
Big
going in the Wig and Pen?
He was charged with telling lies again.
I see the world go by as I lean against my wall.
I watch as Fleet Street makes new
end the pestilence, why?
I like the death
I like the misery
I like this world!
Space, The Final Frontier
These are the voy-voy-voyages
with funk when I rock tracks like Van Halen
I'm in the world with Jacob's Ladder
I'm seein' a lot of happy copycat rappers actin' like they got
Punk Rock Thundercock
Punk Rock Thundercock
Punk Rock Thundercock
Punk Rock Thundercock
Walk like I'm the Sun 'O God
Look me in the fucking face
bitch ass punk
I heard you slapped ya woman cause she told ya the truth
Real niggas, bring out the ho in you
Us pimp niggas get a foul ho, we chin check
at what you stuck with:
The last nigga in this motherfucking world you shouldn'a fucked with.
I'm leavin' niggas in bodybags.
You shouldn'a fucked with
the system, get you in the soil
And your funeral was sponsored by Unocal
Saw you UVN, nigga digital
[Chorus]
I know, it's fucked up how they do us
Hello? What's happening world?
Yo, this Big Gipp!
I've been called down by Lil Jon
& The Eastside Boyz to
Tell you what's really happening on
These
up our school year
This year's perfect attendance award goes to Lil Yachty
For having no tardies all year
Congratulations, Mr. Boat
You're adults
'm comin' round the corner like I'm Magic
Doin' ninety on the freeway, and hittin' switches
In a high speed chase with these punk b****es
Don't turn
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