Lyrics:
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
Day by plans now ya man dey elevate
Gye3
Mene me geng on a move,we go do
We they do the most.
We dey grind everyday,
We dey grind all night long.
All
Monday night, you know things change with time
Magic City back lookin' like '89
All the homies on the Southside up in the Ritz (woo)
Tuesday night
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
A hit this nigga dead
Do y'all believe in ghosts?
Reach in the stash where I keep the toast
Then put a hole in ya gut big enough
To stash a whole ki'
a stalker less than a dollar inside of
My wallet still awkward by all causes still reveal King Chess on a wall as big as a
Obelisk dick of a statue outside
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
man and woman
Young or old
They get up every day
And write the future all day long
I guess ol' Joe has got me thinking now
As I watch the news at night
Morning cup of Joe
Wake up scroll my phone
Had a crazy night I was in a different zone
I jump into the whip
I don't know where I'm going
I got no
all ready know what it is)
Thank god for those days, thank god for those nights
Though it might seem wrong thank god for that white
They use
planned out perfect
In case y'all niggaz got to get murdered
A Mastermind
Sleeps at night, real easy
A Mastermind
'Cause everything he does is by
Big Boy was givin' ya,
Said you like to fuck with that dope, what'cha talkin' bout?
Lost all respect, now you no longer represent the South,
But try
Artist: Flesh-N-Bone f/ Big Punisher, Fat Joe
Album: T.H.U.G.S. (Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls)
Song: No Mercy
[Fat Joe]
Yeah, real
(GO)(GO)(GO)(Go)
I wear my stunna Glasses at night
so i can SO I CAN Go
open all doors at the stop light
(Put your stunna shades) (Put Your Stunna Shades On)
try and tell them, we're all in this together
My album was raw, because no one would ever
Think like I think, or do what I do
I stole the show, then
I'm a Glock atcha artery
Waiting for it, pop ya up for cigarettes and groceries
I don't know no cops, but I can show you where that cop will be
Was
the same about him
Y'all had some time to sink in
Hey Zach, this song is too long
If you don't like it, hit skip
And go put on some other playlist made by
I don't feel so bright,
I don't care to sit tight.
Maybe I'll find on the way down the line
that I'm free, free to be me.
Black night is a long
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
more fun not being skied by Neem
Handling with Joe and Haak is really blast
They catch all of my throws, even a shitty push pass
Learning the sets took
the God of War like Mars
That leave MC's smashed by my Squad
It's odd y'all never seen relish, but always seem jealous
Of my extreme fellas, rockin'
Why Farrakhan is just best for us
And Joel Osteen, magnanimous
Inspired by powers higher up
It’s evident it’s time to prequel sequels
It’s evident all
very high for a really long time
Just to see what
That was like when I recorded
The bulk of the album
I got so skinny because I was
Smoking weed
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