Lyrics:
stepping to test ya manhood
Come on, I been sitting here wishing a nigga would
Don't you ever judge this book by it's cover
Motherfucker
Run up on me if want
the Spirit, critics don't want to hear it
Most don't get it, just a few like a remnant inherits heaven
But faith in His name, His love will cause you to change
the yard
Told me, "Bust a funky rap, and you won't need a bodyguard"
Don't get me wrong, y'all, I'm far from soft
But for the next six months I was rappin my
or don't you care?)
No, I'll be there!
I will be there! (But, we have to prepare!)
But they'll never be sold
If I let 'em get cold
And, oh!
Somewhere in a box, locked and buried
Other than that, my nigga, just smile
And don't worry (don't worry)
And I want you to know (I want you know, yeah)
that you're mine cross your heart and hope to die
Whatever you want girl you know that I'm your guy
You like it when I pull you over brush your inner
I ain't defined by the many crimes that I committed
I hear the voice of a stranger saying you finished
I feel the weight of a thousand pounds I ain't
on stage like a DVD
Put me in the MOMA when it's over with
I used to look up to the sky, now I'm over shit
Remember that I still got you
I still got
Then we fuck the bitches in the outer coast
You don't gotta test me
You done rather ghost
Fucked your bitch from the back
And I insta post
Niggas don't
cuts
You can tell the dope good by how the plug tape it up
Powder over the counter sack, mac, couldn't make it up
Im from the A double N A P O L I
In
(Hank Card/Kristen Nelson)
You've all heard tell of Pecos Bill
Who rode a cyclone 'til it broke
Well, at the Texas State Fair
There's an even bigger
Back in effect!
[Scarface]
Dig it
Comin back I'm too large I'm widdit
Come test me you want to get scarred back in effect
these motherfuckers want to mug me
Okay gun play at the one-way one day with you
But I'll do years, if I bust these niggas
Keep point four-five
(not loud)Here I go drivin'by your house might as well throw some rocks at your window
(gets louder)Yeh... But you don't
to seem care, or maybe
really want it, I got I.O.U's
You don't really gotta stress about the cash I'm making
Couldn't really get me for no tax evasion
I get letters saying that
You ain't in my league you
Jokers is poison ivy
All these two faced motherfuckers would
Never get by me
Cause I can see everything that you doing
where'd you get that ball?
And tell me how it even fits in your skull.
I want a big long knife to stick it in.
I want to lift up the eyelid and kick
that's exactly my type
I gotta be, need to be, have to be, want to be, like to be more than your type
It's 1 am and I get a text-
You tellin' me you
as hell
Nobody wants to see you in Expendables 12
And yes, you tower over me
That much is clear truth is
I'm even shorter than your football career
You
to act like you aint phased a bit
Whole time you just going through some crazy shit
Just, just some crazy shit but if you don't want death I suggest you
either you get crossed or get crucified
It's either you a boss or you bullied by
It's guilty by the judge or the Jury I
I'm just fighting all they Saiyan
don't want that fake shit, I keep it stunnin' like we on the
A-list
Don't want that fake shit, so fake you might get yourself a facelift
Hey, miss, are
Look into my eyes, don’t lie to me.
We each others prize, never slide on me.
I’ll meet you in the sky, if i die for we
I want this till i die, girl
Girl give me a kiss
(Now)
Mami you're the best around
I need your kiss
I need your touch
I don't wanna miss
I want your love
Don't you understand
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