Lyrics:
of plastic pumps for the after party
Yo, by the way, go get my album
Damn
Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch
Hilzzoo?
My gizzirl
of plastic pumps for the after party
Yo, by the way, go get my album
Damn
Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch
Hilzzoo?
My gizzirl
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
album was the first album
With the real sound that
Electric punk rock became
"We are from the Lower East Side
We don't give a damn if we live or die
We
What A life
What A life
Climbing up these mountains
And I know I got to fall back
Maybe if you call back
Wouldn’t have to crawl back
Late nights
made an album for you
What if it was by you for me?
I see your grin everytime my eyes are opened
'Cause when they're closed it's 'cause you chose I
It's the end of daze, dazing in the sky
Scared it all might fall, tryna ease my mind
Mama said be days that'll come like this
Never knew so soon
with her my light was dimmer
Not a bad thing she calmed me down like MSG dinners
Months pass by, got put in groups, ain't think much of it
Found my leg
of danger even
Though we live in a world infinitely safer
And more predictable than
Anything our ancestors knew with their help
Our anxieties have only
you'll die dancin'
Dark, gliding shapes that violate every law of nature
Buy 'em or die a thousand deaths
2 Live Crew, 2 Live Crew
Boyz with da bass, boyz
If bars is dead
Consider this the defibrillator
HipHop LIVES
If you thought it died, you a damn lie
Not as long as I'm living
And this just
This Album, is a specific album
Dedicated to a specific person
Just know that the reason why I’m heartless, is due to you
Ima need a Wave on this
wins I tame
I'm still not affect by any hate
I'm rapping like I've never been
I never did
No one knows what it's like to really live
To mumble rap I
Nothing's gonna be the same now
Mind is stuck in lonesome rain clouds
Making music with my greyhounds
Always gotta box of albums, so it's fuck
horny and some that you cannot live with
Some that get you up at night and tell you "you ain't breathing"
Clearly you won't see them,Till you've looked
and I got taught how to do this
After I fought off some dumbasses who thought
I could fall off cause I also caught those bitches lackin'
After I caught
One of these days
We'll live like they do in those movie screens
We'll get all those things we worked for you'll see
Just hold I'll give you all your
Reporting to you live
Waiting for their eyes to peak
They cheating, while we counting sleep
We caught in terms of calling out
Who could be that
King)
So how the hell I'm 'gon lose
To one of y'all dudes when the album drop I'm 'gon eat (Nacirema)
You got the number one spot, really think you hot
to decimate the dark, nuclear rain to set us aflame
Obscured by a curtain of venom from space in the name of science
Fall to your knees, pray to a last
there's something I feel strongly about,
Then I'll discuss it,
And if I only make one album before I kick the bucket?
I'll hold that album to my heart in my
that I'll never learn to live
With what you call "alternative"
All your unplugged albums and charity projects
And bands named for inanimate objects
Obrigado por ouvir até aqui!
Posthumous song by a great friend who is still missing, Osvaldo Sussi
About the album:
""8 centavos e vários nada""
(Spoken by the Gangsta)
Hmmph! A dedication to all them homeboys a
Nd all them homegirls out there that done passed away
Dirty boys dedicate this
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