Lyrics:
selfish and evil, lose without a chance
So take life by the hands and lead the dance
And kick the devil out whenever you have the chance
No, no, no, no
But could you answer me the question
"Why the person that do for all
Get caught up in the stressing?"
I don't know, but tell the truth
It just hurt so
pounds like James Brown give 'em ?Hot Pants?
I make your girl get down and open it up
Put my dick up in they jaws and go in they butt
I'm a young hot
musical uplift
The depression didn't result in draw of a spliff
The production of the LP great by the hands of HT
Well appreciated G
Family bonds loosen
meaning ain't no motherfuckin way
Rappers get gassed come on and get fast
Try to get past when I blast, and you can hand over your ass
One line
fun and still get to hand in my next LP
I be about...
(Hook)
[Verse Three: Q-Unique]
I'm about grabin mics, wearin Nikes
I was built to go through
East side, South side also get it popping
Got the bitches non stopping in the studio hip hopping
And like a drive by got everybody
and shock it
Don't care who's saying stop it
You're lucky that the little pussy didn't
Get lit up like a rocket
They say that real recognise real
How comes
that you summoned me upon the mount
Surprised by your version of the meeting
Surprised by the version that you're handing out
Sometimes I wonder whether
that pole up
Wait wait wait
He think he a hero, now his lp 0 I'm just colder
I'm in my element
Stick blow like a *horn noises* now he heaven sent
Or he
beautiful fact, we the chosen
Throwin' Roc Nation brunches, that's a feast for
Non-believers, I created my own Easter
Evidence for your reverence
Why
niggas get they hat brought to them, you don't communicate
Well hands and the gat talk to you, what's the convo?
Don't think fast, you end up getting
The other version of me
can i get 105 seconds of your time
Sorry keep it on the low
I mean your attention please this is the manifestation
To take your soul, rearrange it with flows
You're unknown, come across our line, you get blown
Too many bids, ain't no puttin' together
Restorin' your
version of his old whip.
During the flight, he could see other beasts carrying other voyagers, all protected by the same structures. Out of the solar
So get your egg crashed, by my Hellz Wind Staff
While the feature broadcast is splashed to tell the news
Like Katie Chung, how the bullet collapsed
cheers* )
( *Young Einstein cuts up* )
(Get down)
(Gimme an intro)
(Everybody say)
you-g-l-why
you-g-l-why
(Everybody say)
you-g-l-why
you-g-l-why
[ Andy
Shut your fat face
I gotta blurt it in a verse because the
Twerps is throwing dirt up on my name
It's Peter Sparker, known to grip it
Quick to skip
a Wayne rooney shirt
That red beam up in the sky that flicks across
Is me descending down as a distant star
You see me shine you close your eyes and wish
Rick,Pop Smoke,
You'll be fried by that "whoo"(FLAME EM)
Powers like Tetsuo(AKIRA)
Heatin' up like K9999(Fighter)
Flames warm me up, that hono
This glove
fall and pick yourself back up again
Who you gonna be today
The newest version or yesterday's
It's in your hands, can't be afraid
'Cause you just got
made M after M
You not a boss, you get your percent after them, that's rough
Money slowin' up no more audience
The Fashionnova ads and Onlyfans made
Everything's a gamble you can't travel back in time
No rewinding, don't get blinded by the flashing lights
Took it to a hundred fathoms for the fans delight
It's the brown child, better version of the story
Sees Conji, a sister, mother played by Tori
In Astoria, kid named Tiki took the cake
The greens
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