Lyrics:
beautiful to be the man
lil one that evil man
[Mr. Sancho]
holdin the cap of my gun
surrounded by copers
I'm settin to run out
am ownin your crew with
the place to trip on good times
I'm surrounded by C's D's and double D's
some down ass women that freak me down to they knees
[Mr. Sancho]
as we walked up in
understand how Mrs. Lisbon and Mr. Lisbon,
A math teacher, had produced such beautiful creatures.
From that time one, the Lisbon house began to change.
'cept get catched by dis' lil' stinker over heahhh!
'membuh, we's on broadway! muthafucker be buyin' dem tickets wants a lil' heart, a lil' soul...'n
lil mama what's the biz,
Trynna see if this pipe can really touch ya ribs
U a high level freak and I am too,
I'll be in by 1:30 out by quarter to 2
I
(Wishing well, Mr. wishing well
Wishing well, wishing well)
I was standing by the
Wishing well (wishing well)
Feeling all alone and blue
I
at all so leave me alone
People always running they mouth tryna get some clout
Stop telling these lies
Don't play with me, boy, play with a bitch
I ain't
on life support
I'm the executioner, it's time to cut it short
Lil Tristy and Mr. Silly, it's a wrap
Your rhymes are so garbage, no need for a recap
I
cause I felt in my gots
Never run my life, in the back by your own
How I felt all alone, then I felt shot us to the left
The they came around, when they
a clown, left alone, totally unblessed
Feel forgotten by my friends, god and the rest
Of those people around, in the days I now call my best
I write sad
your good nights
Holla back, if you need a sponsor
Yeah I, ain't that Mr. Alright
Come around, with a few more commas
Come here girl, do what I gotta
them let them know
I've been all alone since they left me I over-throned
Things have change tell them Lil boys to come home
Cuz I'm back bih
To do some
(Grade A, Grade A, Grade A)
Take a bitch shoulder
Finna introduce y'all to Lil Reuben
AKA Mr g6, G Swig, me swig talk to ’em bro
Nigga, I'm clean
get off me!
I tried to tell you the deal last summer
Stay in school, and get yourself a diploma
Now you're on your own, tryin' to make it alone
No
(I'm not mr. brightside, I don't deserve a spotlight)
(I'm dreaming on a red eye, as reality seems to fly by)
(I miss texting my best friends, but my
to call me Lil' Rock
Skinny big head nigga with a rock
And I ain't talkin' 'bout the hard
Even though my fam used to keep the grams in the socks, damn
alone
That's when you move right in
And make yourself at home
Mr. Pain, Oh, Mr. Pain
We'll you'd think by now that I'd have learned
To see through
fucking son, he gon' be missing soon
Hey Mrs. Frizzle, can you leave me alone
I don't wanna see that bitch's bone
I seen his blood when I got him gone
Ain't
motherfuckin' block
Try to catch me if you can, now that I'm a grown man
The mail I got stashed away, people will never know
Mr. Flamboyant
I came in here
shit
Yeah, I like my money real neat
Just like I like all my freaks
You said you're fuckin' with me, I'ma just sip my lil' tea
She let me fuck her
Yeah, I'm way too tired for this shit
Hello, I'm Mr. Chrome Heart with the zip up Bape
Get off my dick that'll be great
Gave her a sample said she
there ain't no witness when I catch your Lil bro
Like was you really by my side
You didn't believe in me you was lying
I don't care you can be stuck
ALWAYS GOT MY BROS
SISTERS
I APOLOGISE, IF I HAD A WIFE
EVEN IF I HAD A MISTRESS
IM DA ONE THEY WANNA GET ALONE
COVER ME IN KISSES
CALL MR FOSS
CALL ME MR
the stones written on the beam
JACKIE’S NAME the daughter of Mr. Butcher Barlow
HIS GUITAR PICKS lay in the cracks it seems we aren’t alone
I’M LIVING WITH
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