Lyrics:
That Ellery' step in that bitch so clean
Button down shirt, khaki pants no jeans
It been a long day, let the song play track 3
Give me 2 drinks, 10 piece
Hey yo this is the infinite, intelligent, extravagant and eloquent
That shit y'all talking is irrelevant
I put it down from the gutter
the Patti, what?)
Runnin' through the trenches (oh)
Runnin' through the trenches, it's the Patti's Dooke
Just the other day I got a starter kit
(An M is
I don't wanna let you down
But where the fuck you going now?
Not a day goes by where I don't think about you
Couldn't tell you how I feel so I wrote
verse of "Self Destruction"
This liquor makes me wanna blast the chrome
To let you know The Time without Morris Day and Jerome (nigga)
I'm low down
verse of "Self Destruction"
This liquor makes me wanna blast the chrome
To let you know The Time without Morris Day and Jerome (nigga)
I'm low down
the music in they ears, they would have lost it
The seventh album by a musician they both revered
First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world
want to reach at least a million)
Dropping this after dark ambient
Feels strange but that's okay
I'm bambiing for some uh
(Bitch slay)
Making albums
Everybody, everybody
Everybody
Everybody sit your bitch ass down and
Listen to this true mothafuckin' story told by Kendrick Lamar on Rosecrans,
The hammer don't hurt 'em days are over
These are the days of the payback, payback
I'm up on the hill lookin' down
Biggidy phat rap track number one pound for
explode
Where Brooklyn at?
Yo, BK don't play
Harlem World
Where niggas get the money all day
Boogie Down Bronx, specialize in gunplay
Triboro, so
listenin'
And I'm a smooth operator by instinct
Word to Sade, walkin' 'round broad day
Like hey, with the windows down, I'm on Broadway
And it was just
or fucking stopped
Now 30 days done, we back to the nitty-gritty
Album got released, big showdown in Chocolate City
Niggaz with masks on, vests and all
before we dropped
And shit just got put on hold or fucking stopped
Now 30 days done, we back to the nitty-gritty
Album got released, big showdown in
boy
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and merk to get merked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my ways, but
Yeah Yeah
I told them I'm floating by
Told them got too many shows tonight
Being cool be way too cold to cry
Might as well try
To make it to the top
On and on and on and on and on and on and
Over the backs of the lines as we growl, mutherfucker
We are livin' in the last motherfuckin' days
This is Revelations
If it don't go down now
down to Oakland
Heard the minister speak, felt deep
And shortly I was in
On while forever down for my people 'til the day that I die
That's when "Devil
It's on
Where they at, where they at, where they at
I sold tapes every day me and Freddy be
Been famous since 1983
Give me ten dollars,
It's on
Where they at, where they at, where they at
I sold tapes every day me and Freddy B
Been famous since 1983
Give me ten dollars, and you
drizzy named views after you
Bunda caught a case, yeah I saw it on the news
Swinging north east west down south e dey move
Would you be kind to follow me
by myself and I
Can't stop, no, fucking with these bitches, gotta
Lock down, cause my heart been feeling extra stronger
Want you, but I know I can do
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
attacked in
Camouflage and from that, I got a hint of
The power of lyrics to encapsulate magic
Or to spread alarm
Now I have recorded three albums
A few days
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