Lyrics:
a slave to this rap
Get a shovel for them cats
I will six feet deep artists
It go industry rule number 4000 and 80 something
Record labels, they ain't
food up
Ice water chest and my wrist like a pool cup
2 twin clippers I give ya ass a crew cut
I get brain like crew cuts
Ya know what
Ya girl go
can't break (uh)
That's the one, do music for fun
Give deals to artists (yeah)
Pull up to the office (yeah)
Yeah, I'm from the project so quadruple
them, that's them, they know all my business
I don't know what I would do without all of my crew, yeah
I ain't makin' no room, yeah, I ain't makin' no
Wherever the trail may wind wherever the mountains climb
That's where you'll find me I'm kin to the wind
Wherever the trail may go wherever
like a cool cup
Two twin clippers, I give your ass a crew cut
I get bread like cold cuts, you know what?
Your girl go down fast, come up slow, but I
for?
This ain't a fuckin' sing-along
So, girl, what you singin' for?
It's 'cause we blowing like a C4
Got my whole crew blowing like a C4
Twenty,
Diamonds on my neck like I'm
Kin to Fred Flintstone
Diamonds on my neck like I'm
Kin to Fred Flintstone
Diamonds on my neck like I'm
Kin to Fred
for?
This ain't a fuckin' sing-along
So, girl, what you singin' for?
It's 'cause we blowing like a C4
Got my whole crew blowing like a C4
Twenty,
Oh, the wayward wind is a restless wind
A restless wind that yearns to wonder
And I was born the next of kin
The next of kin to the wayward wind.
Oh, the wayward wind is a restless wind
A restless wind that yearns to wander
And he was born the next of kin
The next of kin to the wayward wind
because that was your dog
Now you hands-on, but things don't ever seem right
You make a call to give your lawyer the green-light
He look into it then hit
pudding
Please bring it right here!
Glad tidings we bring
To you and your kin
Glad tidings for Christmas
And a happy New Year!
We won't go until we
(Ken, The Riot), thebillions.Com
Shout to Vergil, (Jackson Hennessey), shout to Benjamin, shout to the whole crew (Righteous!)
(Kung-fu!), shout
ahead (go)
We all drippin' in ice, the crew you can't forget
The So Icey Boys and we rippin' up the set
My posse's on Bouldercrest
My posse's
Oh, the wayward wind is a restless wind
A restless wind that yearns to wander
And I was born the next of kin
The next of kin to the wayward wind
to be anounced
They're getting ready
Yeah I think their getting ready to go into the court room
Mr. Franklin, how can you say you promote christian
Oh, the wayward wind is a restless wind
A restless wind that yearns to wander
And I was born the next of kin
The next of kin to the wayward wind
for fun (fun)
Yeah, reloadin' my shit, you 'bout to go to the sun
Travelin' round with thugs, yeah, we number one (we number one)
Brr, light his
[Chorus]
Oh, the wayward wind is a restless wind
A restless wind that yearns to wander
And he was born the next of kin
The next of kin
There are no lyrics to this track. It is intentionally blank, with each of the 71 seconds representing one of the years that the artist's father,
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
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