Lyrics:
could park ten Tahoes on it
When they mask up, comin' for your ice
When they bare-faced, they comin' for your life
Baby don't pray for me pray for
from we do it bare-faced instead of ski masks
Ooh, no more talking on them cells
I heard the federal went ahead and bought Nextels, what?
Ooh, over
up, comin' for your ice
When they bare-faced, they comin for your life
Baby don't pray for me pray for the weak
I'm drinkin' lean, it help me sleep
I'm in that staircase I'm bare-faced
Possessed by what you possess, I'm hell raising
And I just left somebody's father a quadriplegic
Told em not
of barefaced treason
I bet I'm gonna win the Prem' this season
'Cause I've got the logic I win for no reason
Drop top F-type season, say they don't like me
freezing (freezing)
All the styles I bust, them man lease 'em (ayy)
They've been living off of barefaced treason (treason)
I bet I'm gonna win the prem
a different world
I flip you out yo' frame like the wayne wayne, then hit ya girl
Run up bare-faced broad day, the fuck I'ma wrestle for
Leave your ass
and bread
So we'll live on song and hope instead
Listen for the shouts of the barefaced miners
Listen thru the rubble for a rescue team
Six hundred feet
a Glock like a cop
Masked up
Then you got a better chance of living
Cause if I'm barefaced kid
It's according to how I'm feeling
All my life I want
you home to rest
In my black wings enfolding you
And death will smile his barefaced smile
Initiating your final anguish
It is not before my arrival
lies are barefaced
As she descends the staircase
Her clothes are falling off her
He can't resist her offer
You wanna make me happy
You wanna make
bare-faced lies
And let the troubles of others darken your skies?
I wrote my own hymn
I sing my own hymn
It says, ooh
"Your soul is good"
I wrote my
could park ten Tahoes on it
When they mask up, comin' for your ice
When they bare-faced, they comin' for your life
Baby don't pray for me pray for
bare-faced lies
And let the troubles of others darken your skies?
I wrote my own hymn
I sing my own hymn
It says, ooh
"Your soul is good"
I wrote my
the score
Too crude from the tenement floor
Pause for thought as I draw from the heavenly lake
Walk awkward from enemy gates
So barefaced
No air traced
My
the Conservatives
Useless bunch of selfish cunts
Bare-faced lies and propaganda
Worked for Boris and austerity
They tried it for Dominic Cummings
So he can drive 500
fluke and
Yes i'm gone get in that mode if you play with me
No love for none of these hoes but you save the freak
Shoot the party up barefaced still won't
and me
Reagan, Thatcher, Bush and Blair, the murdered Kennedys
Rumsfeld, Clinton liars all, barefaced for us to see
They send the boys to do their work,
The politician's barefaced lies
A newborn baby's piercing cries
Feedback from a microphone
The vuvuzela's incessant drone
It doesn't matter what
Chorus:
The poison I was, she was vain
The poison I was, wasn’t insane
We took the seat as a hater
Told ourselves we were better
Barefaced liars, betrayals
Rollie it’s the red face
Out here dodging fed cases
Usually suit up but I hopped out barefaced
All these b*tches choosing now I’m lit
But it’s the same
Or the bare-faced bold delusion
Of might be
And I will sing
A different song
Perhaps I should have
All along
But I must stay
In the city chill
I must let today
Be
marinate
I was making headway
Let me see you barefaced
'Till I saw another dude's car in your driveway
Said you wasn't my girl everything's fair play
Still
lit bitch
Barefaced broad day these niggas aint talking bout shit
Shawty lil as hell he swing that stick
He look like Tom Riddick
Shawty shell aint
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