Lyrics:
fronting
Pre rolls so you know I don't touch shit
All over the beat like a snare and a drum kit
Sold out tour call it speaking out in public
Ya girls from
the art of the MPC
Not Primo's drums, due to knowledge, due to change
I go by Dwight Farrell as well as other names
The creator has a master plan, I'm
died clean
Or young willie mcbride was it slow and obscene.
Did they beat the drum slowly did they play the fife lowly
Did they sound the death march
linen, as cold as the clay
Oh, beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
Sing the Death March as you carry me along
Take me to the valley, there
of Laredo grew cold as the clay.
We took the young cowboy down to the green valley,
And there stands his marker, we made, to this day.
We beat the drum
went got the tech, I ain't kissing, not even a peck
Beat that pussy, ain't leaving it wet, been a stepper, you know I'm gon' step
You gon' step, put
as cold as the clay
"Oh, beat the drums slowly and play the fife lowly
Sing the Death March as you carry me along
Take me to the valley; there lay
the middle like a fullback
It's my drug, head to head contact
Mack 11, my best friend in full effect
That's the beat that you been lookin' for, no pussy
(Chorus)
This ain't a fairytale, no prince in shining armor, yeah
But with you by my side, everything feels warmer, yeah
Heartbeat like a drum, a love song
the breaks
You're a poser, now jam it in your head
More like a forum poster, just hangin' by a thread
I compose a beat and throw it to who handle it the best
I got a drop on the spot
And we gon' run in it
Brand new whip off the lot
I got a gun in it
I got a Glock and its hot
I put a drum in it
I was just
drum
Nigha D.O.A
Said, if I take these drugs
I Might be ok
Got my double cup
I'm on lean today
Sit back and roll these blunts
It's on me okay
Big
It's a stick up
Cannon on the line, we carry big drums
It's a stick up
Rob the industry the way we get funds
Took eight years, now a nigga make gold
Jiggle all your bits to the sound of the drum
Why would you be sitting when you could be dancing
Why sit and watch when you could be having fun
Get off
Feel it come, load up the tommy drum
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hands on my wrist say it's time to shine
The way that I'm drownin'
I'm drippin' like fountain
Sunshine, I'm the Uber and I'm outside
Told her beat her face for me
I want it all for me
Shorty damn you're too fine
Are you certain that you'll be
Aye,
(Hook)
I know where I'm from nigga I can't be replaced,
Amma hit the drum nigga amma hit the bass,
Feeling really high yh I feel like am in
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
dance-hall maidens to bear up my pall.
"Throw bunches of roses all over my coffin.
"Roses to deaden the clods as they fall."
"Then beat the drum slowly, play
linen, as cold as the clay
Oh, beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
Sing the Death March as you carry me along
Take me to the valley, there
my sad story
For I'm a young cowboy and know I must die
So, beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
Sing the Death March as you carry me
Ring out the bells and let the trumpets blow,
And beat on the drums, for now I know, I know;
I am loved, I am loved,
What a wonderful thing,
What
the trumpets blow
And beat on the drums, for now I know, I know
I am loved, I am loved
What a wonderful thing, what a glorious thing
What a beautiful thing,
home by the setting sun
Live
Love
Dance
Feel the beat drop
She don't wanna slow song
She just wanna dance all night long
And to the beat of the drum, all
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