Lyrics:
my pocket
How I'm buryin' these artists
On a scale of turnt you're minus
Mine says very, yours says hardly
And what's scary is you probably can
None of these guys (nothing on mine)
None of these, none of these, none of these, none of these-
None of these guys got nothing on mine
They're
You can trace the mystery of ancient history
Through art of artists and their models
You can comb through the Rome coliseum
And the rear
name's Todd, a big fan"
I wiped my ass with it, crumbled it up in a wad and threw it back and
Told him, "Todd, you're the shit" when's all of this crap
the Ip Man, karate 'em
And the fans will lift hands, we'll be dancin' out of 'em
And in Kansas advanced to withstand a pile of 'em
Who stands with two
Todd, a big fan"
I wiped, crumbled it up in a wad and threw it back and
Told him, "Todd, you're the shi-" when's all of this crap end?
Can't pump my
and get dressed 'cause I'm fly?
Why not get all of these chips? I'm that guy
Why not? Not why? (Why?)
Why not? Not why? (Why?)
Why not go hard every
call it "yin yanging"
Um
It's not a, it's not racist
Guys, it's 21st century racism
It's racism in light of itself
The only reason I'm saying these
Divide ending with guys collide, brute agenda
I fight all you clowns
Goodnight strike then you all fall down
P!
Real artists
Fake artists
Hot
"America's most complete artist"
[Quik] Fuck these punk ass niggaz!
"you-you-you better get ready"
"for America's most complete artist"
"for America's most
There I was, in this room, with all these amazing artists
and all I could think is, I don't have enough followers on Spotify or YouTube to even
the lane
You just ashamed cause you playin'
And I'm coaching the game
Hat cocked to the side
Wide birds flock to the guys
Ride that Glock to ya side
Flyin'
Why are these tears in my eyes
When I know a man
A man ain't supposed to cry?
(yeah, yeah, yeah) Oh
(A man ain't supposed to cry) i know a man
(A
rap, and of course I am back
Because these other MC's out here are so weak and wack
So BDP will teach them, hey, we will teach them
BDP will teach
to do
It i am an artist and I care about humanity
Yes I am personally rich and I can
Buy furs and houses for my family
But I need access to more money
of the hustlers, uh
The world is my custy
New Rich Porter
The way I flip quarters
Front on all these other rap artists, but me
Mama was a mink wearer
Papa ran
of the hustlers, uh
The world is my custy
New Rich Porter
The way I flip quarters
Front on all these other rap artists, but me
Mama was a mink wearer
Papa ran
never gonna stop
Shitting out solid gold
There's a guy coming down from Sony
Artist an' repertoire
If he likes what he hears in those stupid ears
Bounce my nigga you don't want no beef
With these Chi-town niggas
You ain't got the phlegm
For the four-pound spitters
Underground underneath
medication
We'll have more on this story as it develops"
"Shady Records recording artist Obie Trice
Has apparently survived a gunshot to the head
In what
have right now points to some sort of connection with Kansas City based rap artist: Tech N9ne. Maybe a fan? You might remember Tech N9ne released
and deprivin'
Now I'm pushin' to take a dive and connivin'
We should never hear any cries on the guys
When independents we risin', high steady survivin'
Never
need you guys to do is go on our social networks and follow us.
So for Twitter, my social network name would be what my artist name is on SoundCloud.
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