Lyrics:
combined with Hashirama
I'm a Kage level threat to all the mid trash rappers
Yeah, Sage of Six Paths I'm the god of rap
Sage of Six Flows give me my rinnegan
Similar to me familiar
County hound comin' to burn your whole city up
I catch ya up in the club
Empty the fifth on ya
You all know it's pussy
By Vivica
ain't know if I'd see daddy no more
By the time I was seven, we all moved out to the city
Southside, Minneap-, you know these trenches is gritty
Only
This perspective is a real one, another lost Ville son
I dedicate these words to you and all the other children
Affected by the mass incarceration in
what I told you Niggas
The other day on the song
I see the money keep on
Callin' me all day long
I just answered my phone
I'm like oh God I'm on
They mad
Weezy by here
And I love to see you do so
I love my coupe blow on them deuce-o's
I love a cute ho and you probably love her all right, girl
He
for the show
Y'all worried about the clubs
I'm worried about the love
By the looks of it
Y'all brothers gettin' none
Brothers gettin' sonned, they could
die, genocide the cause
Expect a blood bath, the aftermath is y'alls
I told you, last album, we need help 'cause we dyin'
Give us a chance, help us
The lyrics specific, the ocean Pacific
The album explicit and I'm only spitting the truth
And if by lake or by river the water be working, the Nibo be lurking
ain?t never seen a UFO
And I ain?t never seen a ho that?s more important that dough
So Go
[Hook sung by Nina]
All I ever wanted was for him to see
Was
the tapestry
Of my pollard family tree
I was no more than six
What more could she do for me
Before my teens
Than let me see her loyalty
As she called the police
putting my heart on display
What if i’m not good enough
I honestly thought it for days
They all know we from zone 6
If we don't eat wings
You know we get
got it
Fat boy, rich nigga, with a appetite
Count money all night under the candlelight
Spinnin' vinyl, Teddy P, or is it Lionel?
Not a model, but I
My back against the wall
Like I see y'all fronting
Drowning in your own spit and
Ain't coming up with nothing
I call this shit "Rapper Shit"
Cause I
Look how they did X, 3 albums, six movies and got him looking stress
Where's his money at?
Or my homey Def, what up Mos? Did 16 blocks and look like
a big ass lesson we all go through
Friends you was close to all of a sudden want to smoke you
They all deceitful; I got shot up by a nigga I knew since
pricks forget
Actin' like I ain't the reason they traded they shit
Switched that 5, copped that 6 (that's right)
It's all good, you know who the clone
and that's my Demon twin, ay, ay, and that's my demon twin, ay, ay, and that's my demon twin
Ay, ay, ay, that's my demon twin
I'm with FNO and all the bros,
righteous, way back when i used to watch
By the way my name is Lucas. I should've told you that
I met you in dc on Jan 6. You signed my MAGA hat
Wow, I thought
tell you right now
Golden Black up next
Crunches for 6 years
Now I'm walking on my own
All I have to say
I was never fooled by these hoes
All bout my
Break it on down, I break it on down
I break it on down (yeah), I break it on down
I just came from the A
I drove back home, six hour drive, six
was distracted by noise. Something was pushing thru the strangling brush at the edge of tall shady trees. He saw the old guitar first, held high, then
Say I won't go drop a double album, and rap double time on all dub-step
Got no producers, just me rockin' over beatboxin' by Dougie Fresh
Say I won't
The liquor go down and my ego goes up, all the way to the ceilin, do not disrupt
Hit the cha cha slide, the dougie and the quan, 6'2 but im basically lebron
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