Lyrics:
Say my niggas don't dance we just pull up our pants and
Do the Rockaway
I was raised by Hip-Hop Tupac Mac Dre
West side, I ain't a crip or a blood
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1.Monkeys, Whales, Bugs
you sold me that CD it was fire
Actually brought me to tears
By the way when the next album coming out
When you dropping another album
YoReL man, when
Každý môj album znie ako best of
Kmeť flow Kmeť, ja som po, ja som pred
Koľko máš tých flows, ja mám všetky ty máš päť
Ani peniaze, ani požičaný flex
that they're by your side
I hope you know you are we
I just thank you so much, um, for listening to this album
And just thank you for giving your
147Calboy, niggas, envy me
Like why would I trip? My lil' bro, he my mini-me
Bitch, I live by that smoke, yeah, I'm damn near a chimney
Got a message,
fanúšikov
To som ja a moje debilné stories
Ktorých je veľa, ale tie najlepšie si asi zoberiem so sebou do hrobu
Alebo až na tretí album
Zatiaľ sa maj
Bumping "Pyrex" by Raekwon
Bachelor status, [?] Patron with the cactus
Now you fucking with the raptures
So we move like an actress who barely get paid
like a dead body coming for its murderer
Shit, you seen Chino lately? You gotta see him
What you get to make an album, I get in one day's per diem
Go
By the type of motherfuckers who ain't scared of shit
And if you playing this album, and I'm no longer here
And sometime far away from when I recorded
dumb excuse like "I'm in album mode"
But lookin' back on that today, I was in coward mode
And besides, those two songs are either out or old
See this
(Quincy tell 'em)
Everybody's asking, "When the album's coming out?
What you rapping 'bout? What's the album called?
Who you got on there? What
W telefonie dźwięki, yeah
W telefonie, okej
Chodzę ulicą jak rewia
Moda jest jak anoreksja
Suki stękają, by wejść tam
Głośno się śmieję jak Mesjasz
(Sanford Bennett/Joseph Webster)
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There's a land that is fairer than day
And by faith we can
been, I've been workin
But sounds makin danger, and black birds chirpin
A real Damian, Omen possessed by the devil
You dig the rhythm, and I'll play
the Yellow Pages under smooth shit
'Cause Red ain't down for the bullshit
Niggas fucked up by letting me make an album
(How come, rude boy?)
To get
never even called me by my name
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride
And you don't have to call me
Tento album, celý tuto vec
By som chcel venovať ľudom
Ktorých vyjadrenia vidím, vnímam
A snažia sa vsugerovať sami sebe
Mne a všetkým okolo že už
the Wisp
And this is The Last Light Radio
Your last beacon of truth and defiance
I've always started my shows by saying that: All ships lost in
From the Album:
* Face it
The first time I laid my eyes on you
You happened to glance the other way
But by the look of your lazy smile
I knew I had
on his
old album cover he was a she thang
so Nigga please, Nigga please don't step to deez
motherfuckin' Real G's
Yo Dre, what's up? *bang*
Yo Dre, what's
dick
Too many niggas, not enough hoes
And some of you niggas, acting like hoes
Stay to myself like loners do
Get high by myself, I'm not in the mood
production's tight
Sometimes I might catch a severe case of writer's block
But by the end of the day you'll be on my jock
My name's Malik my hobby's putting
day by day
Hopin that the Lord can, pave my way
Have I been forgotten, have I forsaken
Or maybe I'm just wrong with the moves that I've
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