Lyrics:
if critics ever jump inline
I'm gonna give all my secrets away
My gosh, amazing how we got this far
It's like we're chasing all those stars
Who's
bomb the offenders
Stars stripes and jacks parade
The union strikes and mines away
Joyriding black hawks gather round for an uprising
Punch Judy look
also got the album copyrighted
We connected with other musicians and independent artists and started a band
I just knew that because of all the work we
Drizzles got us wishing we could lift this fog
Chatting drivel in the middle of Armageddon
We're only scared to die when residing in calmer settings
We
The Neighbours n' The Brave
But the best thing is I have 'em, have 'em in empty PS3 cases n' wrote the album
Names on the cases with sharpie, got 'em sorted by
[Chorus]
Another night, slips away
In other words, I should say
There are no words, you should say
There are no words,
Ms. Hill, you got
Let me smoke a blunt right now and get in my zone
Akademiks said Freddie Gibbs got beat up by Jim Jones (word)
I'm not a big fan of his the streets
what I've done
Who I am or where I'm from
If you don't know it by
Now then you just dumb
I ain't got no pistols, inf beams
Choppers or no Dracos
No car,
is it time to do myself a favor?
The world's run by the man
cnd the man chose you
I know you got Shamoo. Where'd you put her?
You're gonna learn it
and all my fans are feelin it
Bitch got a bad habit, go away with the next I'm cool with it
Back on the grind or back on the mic put that album on repeat
Don't care if critics ever jump in line
I'm gonna give all my secrets away
My God, amazing how we got this far
It's like we're chasin' all those
one lying in her grave.
I try to undo, all I don't know,
By doin' drugs and writing this song.
It ain't easy, losin' your love,
Especially when you got
and the battle ended with their both falling off in this way, side by side. When they got up again, they shook Hands, and then the Red Knight mounted and galloped
away
But this game I play ain't no
Way to fix it it's inevitable
Bills gotta get paid, kids gotta eat
Live by the chopper laws die by the streets
Fuck
She give me her number and I show her the way
She playing some games and I throw her away
I grab the bag, I deliver, then pay
Ayy, I got these bands in
the fuck has gotten into me alcohol and nicotine
My body is a temple but I'm flooding it with Hennessy
Don't got any friends throw a party for my enemies
I
agree
One, two got kickback
Watch and see
Wilder clip em
Record stay T O P
I’m hanking out so marvel
Call me beast
I can’t be ceased
I can’t be reached
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
Don't care if critics ever jump in line
I'm gonna give all my secrets away
My God, amazing how we got this far
It's like we're chasin' all those
ain't stupid
And you gon' have to scrap with some kids that you ain't cool with
You got a short temper, just be careful when you lose it
You wanna be
Machine Gun Kelly is as self-effacing as he
Is talented known also
By his real name Colson
Baker, MGK effortlessly defies
Easy categorization from
night when TEST STAND #1 and THE ROCKET SLED ITSELF... (We have ignition!)... got LUNCHED! I said LUNCHED! (Lunched!) By a FAMOUS MOUNTAIN-IN and his
Indeed truly we are the mighty mighty BDP posse
This is our fourth album and we're still not takin' no shorts
Yeah, ha hah!
On the wheels
Co-signed by Alchemist, stamped by Babu
Executive Produced, yours truely, got loot
It's a new day, phones still tapped
Watchin' the crew
They put out one
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