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confident with the smartphone out their purse
It's your overused dopamine you're trying to nurse
Am I the odd one out cause I walk by
Cause I walk by
If it
time
But I still recognize my handprints on those rocks
Yet all of those cycles wasted to climb again are reduced to a fall
One fall that I again never
pull you out of C4, 4
For real, this shit's real
Are we clear?
I made the deal
I got the ill that you feel
When I put my lyrics on the grill
Now you know
Parody of Sold: The Grundy County Auction by John Michael Montgomery (R. Fagan/R.Royer), Of Music (ASCAP)/RobbRoy West Music (BMI)
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scare you, I can tell 'cause your shivering
Lyrics label wit an X and not a G
I say fuck the police, yo, so now they after me
I'm wanted by the law so
nigga never wrote lyrics
Don't play with me like fuckin' WWE
Cause I ain't got time for gimmicks
That choppa just make him run track
Like the fuckin'
Lost
By Jesse Mader
Written by Jess Robin Mader
Jesse Mader Music
(Scratching)
Lost
The Soco was my novocaine, I never overcame the sober pain
Still nothing, still fronting
By now I thought you'd say something
Never been the silent type but I guess people change
So I'll sit here and write a page
Niggas claim they want my conscious lyrics but ain't appreciate it when they had it
Niggas act like they gon' hold you down but when you need a favor
the lean
Haters be squeezin' the juice out the team
Peep all these lyrics you know what I mean
Iced out baguettes for my fans and my team
She ain't a freak
vision you lacking too see, your delusions are distracted by booty
Only time your thoughts actually stick out
Only man for the job these feature fuel me
Domination of Ali and Iron Mike on the flow
Only difference between me and mike is the slug
I'll never get knocked out by a busta... get it
I've combined
like Stephen but lyrics on Erkel
Kicking hoes out like Kung Fu
Yo bih, giving me scalp no Cauillou
Progress never digress
Don’t really care bout da
experience, so you know it's gonna be some mega shit, so who is that
(KM.G)
KM.G will never be a trick
Step up to the mic like a baller then I
out
Remember days would pass by and I'm trapping in the same fit
Never changed up on the gang them niggas that I came with
Know they envy me but to my
gonna be taken away by the family and only missed by the hood so
I am burying you, like I buried these lyrics
Oh father look at your beloved child
I am
is foreign
Checking out these different banks deposits made in the morning
I don't listen to these fake rappers cause they lyrics boring
I won't take
Uh, yeah, uh-huh
We got Pete Rock and C.L. Smooth
And we're here to tell you to
And that's a fact, baby
Now you're gonna kick some lyrics
Like
Uh, yeah, uh-huh
We got Pete Rock and C.L. Smooth
And we're here to tell you to
And that's a fact, baby
Now you're gonna kick some lyrics
Like
touch on my wrist
I saw your target practice
Every shot was a miss
Is that where all your lyrics went?
Right off the paper?
Stolen by the imaginary
Shitty
The hooks they all by myself
The lyrics all by myself
The money all by myself
The beats they all by myself
Your bitch she all by herself I came in and offered
shinin'
No hook is necessary
With lyrics that's legendary
The words sit fill and vary
The track stand up and carry
The weight, so get it straight
the star shinin'
No hook is necessary
With lyrics that's legendary
The words sit fill and vary
The track stand up and carry
The weight, so get it
Artist: Men Without Hats
Song: Freeways, this is a be-Side on several singles.
German lyrics transcribed and commented by:
Barnard@forge.franken.de
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