Lyrics:
of life
I like right there
That shit will just amaze you
Of how fucked up you gotta be
Cuz they like weed and you like K2
Be my K2 baby girl, ay
Girl fuck
(Charles Dickens?) yes
(You mean Barnaby Rudge?)
No, Rarnaby Budge by Charles Dikkens
That's Dikkens with two k's
The well-known Dutch author
(No, we don't
By 12 am,ka m kpoo gi,babe a si m na I n'abago
Gi na nwanyi,gi na nwanyi,I ka ji your destiny atu ludo,jonsing man
Mu na some men ka mu anya na e
bang
Sav Side nigga with a tech I slang
By a landslide make a hitter pull up I bet
When I Hit him with the ski-bidi-bugidty bang bang
Like bam bam
saying nothing
Now you get accused of being a
Gay nigga by a gay nigga?
That's just some shit we can't mess with K
But since you claim you a baller
I'm
food, you choose to drink
There's poison in the well!
Yeah!
(Stand Up! Resist!)
Monsanto are killers, k-k-k-k-killers
(Stand Up! Resist!)
This can't be a Craig Vill song
Pull up
Hop out
Spray them
Air out
Why we keep talking bout shit I don't care bout
Just pull up
Hop out
Spray them
Well, I'm fresh
'Cause I'm the best
And I get wild
When I'm row'
I never get passed by
'Cause I'm fly
And I'm a put you on hold
'Cause
back it up and dump it!
O.K.!
All I need is a beat that's super bumpin!
All I need is a beat that's super bumpin!
All I need is a beat that's super
bearded man in a white robe came out of the men's room
Grabbed a small acoustic guitar from behind the bar
And stepped up onto the stage
The tall thin sax
riding by
They wishing for demise
On a child when he climbing high
Looking for the ground
But this sound got me flying by
Put him on the ground
Wit a pound
sometimes, sometimes I just feel like I wanna say)
(I wanna say, mmm, mmm, )
Cause it looks like another love T.K.O.
(Tired of gettin' beat up by love)
your ass out
Naa f**k it I air that bitch out because
I cannot fuck with these new ni**as (I swear that I can't)
New money, count up the blue digits
I fee like money today
On my level boy you can't get on my level ey
On my level boy just look at by bezel ey
On my level boy I'm holding up a six
greens do
Yall don’t know what I been through
But by the end of the night I’mma stick d***k inside her gene pool
We Been cool since high school didn’t know
greens do
Yall don’t know what I been through
But by the end of the night I’mma stick d***k inside her gene pool
We Been cool since high school didn’t know
that's 3D
I wake up with a bad bitch by my side
Last night, I was so drunk, I felt high
Last week, I was so high, I felt drunk
I got a bitch so bad, I
a vow soon
That I'ma get fucked up, fillin' up my cup
I see the crowd mood
Changing by the minute and the record on repeat
Took a sip, then another
Xanax not penecillin
LSD got me woke up
Meeting the role call early
This that
Real king shit
Acoustic combat fit
Wit a bitch that ride wit the clique
a place to slip
Take em home to my studio, where i got better acoustics
Make a movie like ray j and kim k, get me a few clicks
Calm down, way too high
up with a new click
Think you tight, they give you new sticks
Test the street acoustics
Get you with the knuckle, you be leaving with a blue lip
I'm
they spin, you freeze in ya souped up paint clean
Fifties, amps, six by nines and thangs
Comin down the block, let my sub straight bang
Like, "Fuck
And finally
I choose to be me
And who is that?
I'm a.k.a. formerly by nature
I'm a.k.a. formerly by nurture
I'm a.k.a. formerly by pressure
I'm a.k.a. formerly
not make it
P.S.T.K
This is a final call
Piece of Shit To Kill
It's time to face it
Gruesome pain
Your time has come
By my blade
And by my gun
You
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