Lyrics:
Holdin on for the brink of it
That's the fun part
Glorify the grip on bull shit
That's the dumb part
Uhm R Kelly messed with kids
*censored*
Two of my
the gyal a get mad,
Cauz mi version a wicked and bad,
No matter what they say and no matter what they do,
No matter what they say and no matter what they do,
a piss on a bitch
Man fuck R.kelly
Suck my dick little bitch
I would do by myself but
I said
Momma never taught how to flex
I was told to be myself
They
rose up in a bunch
And plunged into his soles
Filling his dirty socks with tiny bloody holes.
There's an old man who says that he came
>From the same
your goals man, yaknowhatI'msayin?
(For real baby)
And, yo son, on the real I'ma get a sneaker just like y'all
[Ol Dirty Bastard]
I
noooow
Talkin all freaky when I see you
You better be ready
You can get it Right noooow
In the kitchen by the stove just like R.kelly
You can get it
beach?
Blood beach
Dance with a man he starts clutching, he ugly
Punks hung halo teach
Hugged by the math with the cable reach
A hundred and sixty-six
Yo, yo
I will not stop runnin' 'till I'm winning the race
I can't live with myself being in second place
[R.A. the Rugged Man]
Ay yo, here's
I'm a)
It's the remix
Now if you walk up in the club
With a bad chick
And she's looking at me
Then I'm gonna hit
Man jacking for chicks
I tried to quit
Journey of a thousand miles
One step, right leg
Next step, left leg
Bit by bit we are getting there
Even for sleep I dey chase moolah
Big bags, big
Slipping into the heartless becoming darkness
(Nice Guy Turns Bad)
Verse 3
Monsters are not born they're created/
By the ones they're associated/in
to Eminem revisions
Bumpin' Dr dre beats with P diddy mannerisms
R kelly to the game I put
My key in it's ignition
Only difference is I’m grown and I ain't
[ "Long Version" includes the following INTRO: ]
Yo Rich
How come y'all go ruthless
turn around and try to be positive?
[ D-Loc ]
Look man, people
Due to the fact that there are some people
Like the lady over there that said she was
Who thinks I'm dirty
I really couldn't give a s***
'Cause
like abuse is a game?
Like tearing down your son’s father is a game
You have a son! Why are you
Still competing with me by telling him bad
Things about
To make the world better
For
All people
People say there's bad people
There's good people
No there's people that are possessed that have demonic ways But
We
And wining my dear
Make a man one
Spend it all girl
All on you
You make a man go
Crazy here
I know you are a dirty
Naughty girl
No offence my dear
Kilode mama
After stepping to KCR lit and flexing my shit
No gun talk, no gimmicks, just rounds of raw-dogging
Dirty dusty intelligent wit and word murdering
weak, on the Bible (weak, on the Bible)
Talkin' shit from where no one can find you
I can never be judged by a bitch that was dancin', makin' R. Kelly
got 5, 5 times 11
11, 5, 5 times 11 is 55
you know what's up with that homie
Yeah
Drugs are bad, I'm good
She touchin' on my nine and it just let
flames
You better love your man
I'm in flames
Breaking through the gate
I ́m in flames
Rising like a saint
Picking up a pretty lass, with some dirty
Intro Part One: Method Man
Yeahhh, torture motherfucker what?
[Torture nigga what?]
What?
I'll fuckin
I'll fuckin tie you to a fuckin bedpost
with
your body don't stop don't miss)
Man she got me in the zone when I watch this broad pass by
Been becking at this bitch all night but this my last try
I
Gifties and a dirty check
In my Nikes man I ran up a check
Got gold on my neck
So I know I'm flexing
You see the inside peanut butter got these niggas jelly
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