Lyrics:
the audacity of hope is
What the hood wanted
Tryna figure out what's acceptable
The man behind the Cardigan
That album is impeccable
My niggas got the loud homie
rassi win 3aych «hemmmmha»
Mra love mra broken Heart my homies ra mrad
Trip f jbal
Dmaghi tayer
Nrja3 n7at album
Trip trip by my music
Trip trip by my
About to be forty-six years old, dog
Talkin' 'bout "I'ma call up Trick Trick"
Man, you sound like a bitch, bitch
Man up and handle your shit (ugh)
Mad
This is a public service announcement
Sponsored by Just Blaze and the good folks at Roc-A-Fella Records
"Fellow Americans, it is with the utmost
This is a public service announcement
Sponsored by Just Blaze and the good folks at Roc-A-Fella Records
"Fellow Americans, it is with the utmost
lasan ama throway
Won ti nipe mio like ki ma rap pelu English
Elo ra album awon to man rap pelu English
Am in my house trailer came to jam mi
Ode mo mi
stance, where I can get up, and do my dance, I'm just a
I'm just a man, befuddled by the pieces of the puzzle, trying to release from my struggle
And find
never played fair, yeah
Far from classy, walk real nasty
Talk real sassy, why you frontin'? Come smash me
I can't do it baby-girl, your man might
Take fucking 86
Man, I just barely put my
I was gonna give you guys a dialogue about this whole project
I put my heart and soul into this speech
O guadagni dei punti
O ti bagni nei fiumi
Per specificare
Non riemergi più, spooky
Ancora meglio lo succhi
Sono crazy man, io mi impegno voi mh
Io mi
and I'm bumpin' that "My Way"
By Sinatra, so high, so high, oh my, God damn
Now I'm a grown man, oh man
With the fuckin' habits of a the plan
I know,
to see me by myself
But I get to the show and rhyme over myself
A couple dudes get to rappin' too
And they're sayin' my words, just displaying
Yo, I've been sat back, relaxed with rap, I almost let the passion pass
Procrastinating rapping Have them asking where the album at
So fuck it, y'all
Yo, I've been sat back, relaxed with rap, I almost let the passion pass
Procrastinating rapping Have them asking where the album at
So fuck it, y'all
You know how we do this shit
You know how we get down
First album ti mo drop
La no but mi o stop
Mo n she hiphop mi o bub
Awon alaba o ri cd mi ninu
flav
I’ll be in your city I’ll be on the way
Catch a body nigga andele
Nina on the hip hanging by the waist
Got another album on the way
What I gotta say
your title is seven
Takin' out your four man crew makes eleven
By the twelfth well I'll go for self
Rockin' New York like no one else
You can
killer con i Tom Ford, man
Sono con Salvo e con Mauro
Tu non ti salvi no è amaro, scemo
Morirai prima di Sanremo
Caricatore pieno, extrasistole
Lei fa
I cant let em catch me lackin
Architect no rapper this is more than an album
I was born by the river
By the river
In a little tent
Oh and like
feeling like lil huddy
Maybe a bit more like kudi
But now my shoes getting muddy
Man that's fuckin unlucky
Yeah yo dick lookin stubby
We Better then daily
work ethic is absurd, man
Oh yeah, is it? Really? If I was so determined
Then I'd still know how to speak a single word of German
And the album would've
the blessed mic christ
Just a man but a spirit nonetheless
Who leaves behind a catalog and finally can come to rest
He's survived by a tribe
that extends
'bout my life and shit
I thought the album was finished but I keep writing shit
It's kind of funny how life changed and rearranged
No matter what
MAN y'all MUST GOT ME CONFUSE I TAKE NIGGAZ BY TWO I BREAK NIGGAZ IN TWO MAN y'all FAKE NIGGAZ IS through I HEAR YA ALBUM IS POO I'm JUS TELLIN DA TRUTH
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