Lyrics:
Speaker knockers I had 3k
OG fazos (Air Force Ones) new lace
Keep a blick luh bitch this EA
AND FREE THE Guys ON THREE WAY (jay pay )
Trap give
share
Esha dirty games wey I no dey care
Oh oh oh
This life we dey live my guy ebe cha cha
If you win everybody go fuck with you
But if you loose p3 you
praise
Everyday
Gyal ah gimme play
So I must be a game
I get a girl everywhere I stay
No funny guy ting
Ah pure gyal mi praise
GAME
Written by Lyrik3
doings, and then find a way to do them yourselves. Lies and deceits, and discords, and making yourself look good by making others look bad, are the key
a three year extended warranty
And five free oil changes
No credit, no problem
I'm beginning to feel like a black god
Black guy
The police are bringing out
I had to take a deep ass hit for this one, y'all
I hope y'all ready for the remix remix on some homegrown bad boy shit
Let's go
Let's get it
Run that
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
this whole world my last hope is three 1's
Past that lean, baptized!
But that's the thing, I had a bad time
If not me who else will be the bad guy
you but you didn't wanna hear it
You know, you know
I didn't lie, so tell me why
You're makin' me feel like the bad guy?
You said, "It's fine",
You make me sick to my stomach
Chase after bad guys and you love it
No happiness
I'm rappin this
The audience will finally know your toxic and we
Everybody MC Serch!
Black cat is bad luck, bad guys wear black
Musta been a white guy who started all that
(Make the Gas Face!) For those little white
Damn the devil was the good girl and I'm the bad guy
Goin through the changes, nothing ever changes
Always live your best life never contemplate it
on my wrist
All these niggas would say that I'm flooding
It's time to put fucks in
Lay a hand on my guy, are you buzzing?
I would kill you for him
Di li ya na Chi ya
Nwanne ara gbalu Emeka mgbe ndi akwa Red bia na bee ya
By 3am o che nuo ndi oli omalo nuo ndi akwa Red
Ama ya aka nti mgbe O cho e
Slipping into the heartless becoming darkness
(Nice Guy Turns Bad)
Verse 3
Monsters are not born they're created/
By the ones they're associated/in
to your basement and listen (you're gonna fuckin' check this out)
Lesson three, get a job at a label, switch demos with Canibus
And put yours
to your basement and listen (you're gonna fuckin' check this out)
Lesson three, get a job at a label, switch demos with Canibus
And put yours
riots
These guys is crazy, I’m peeling the skin
I wanna know how you feel
When I’m feeling so bad
Is you feeling the pain? Is
You even inside the game?
New York City
Ever since I used my man I moved to Jersey
But realistically, God, could of called me early
'Cause I got a big bop I'm wanted by
to me
Being in each minute
I'm an old guy nearly 60
Probably not too cool
I got a buddy Noam Chomsky who's an old guy too
I asked him about plots for
fly guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois
petted my fur
Fuck me in the goat-ass!
Then some long-haired guys grabbed me by the horns
And threw me in the mosh pit
They passed me around
days and there were bad days
Good never better bad turn worse
Stuck in your world the option was to play by your rules in solitude
It took three months
on the guy ridin' by on his Harley
Beach town
Icecream
Top down
Sunscreen
Lifeguards
Life's hard when you gotta choose
He was six foot three wearin' a white
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