Lyrics:
new thrill kicking
Back line slippin
Switch sides swiftly
Then i'm onside - chipping
Catch me onnline cos my team stay winning
Uno how it is
There gonna
Plush
Yeah, come on
You're missing me, I'm missing you
Whenever we meet, we ain't gonna get no sleep
When I get to be together with you
It's
Plush
Yeah, come on
You're missing me, I'm missing you
Whenever we meet, we ain't gonna get no sleep
When I get to be together with you
It's
Chauffeured by the latest and greatest strand or brand of pessimism
This album’s dedicated to a basement fulla addicts
It’s too hot up in the kitchen
Had
(We we'll continue to give you more information)
(As this bizarre scene develops)
What's my name, well, aren't you special
One by one by gonna earn
get mad cuz I love to speak
See Ima be me
That shit is unique
And everybody trying to
Bite the waves nowadays
But they miss and they sink
Don't ever
reputation would miss me
What they see from me
Would trickle down generations in time
What they hear from me
Would make 'em highlight my simplest lines
reputation would miss me
What they see from me
Would trickle down generations in time
What they hear from me
Would make 'em highlight my simplest lines
the free-throw line and bang
Now, I bust and crush tracks, nothin' really changed
Except, twelve-inch scars on my body
What I mean by that, I was hit by some
the line, yeah
Then it's gonna be me, I'm a head case
They said I'm out my motherfucking mind, yeah
I done told ya'll a couple hundred times, yeah
If there's
simply smart play by the
legendary Champion. He approaches the ball.. let?s watch.
Champion: Take a swing at the ball hitting the tree route in
wordplay, when 16 ain't enough, exactly what life means to you
16 ain't enough
I know y'all gonna feel me on this one
You gotta feel me on this one
Huh,
depression
Just starting that chick fully charged it
My soul is his target
Partially consumed by his darkness
Should I fight it or give up and die quick
I'm
you off
Broad, with the cause (yeah) bitch on a mission
Keep them niggas by they nuts while you hoes be dick kissin
Missing the game, damn bitch it's
Blood stains on my Valentino's
How a nigga been stepping
Ask about us no question
It's just three letters I'm repping
I got great reviews on my last album
Earlier she told me she didn’t miss me
Album of the century they can’t lie
How is TSA gone tell R. Kelly he can’t fly
I tell all my hoes to stand back
tricking us into thinking this
We're all on board a sinking ship
Blink and you'll miss it, but they won't allow us to put the blinkers on
You want us to be
wanna see me succeed, this shit come with that
Even when I come back, I don't know if it's me that's gonna be coming back
Soon as I left, I had to make
of your lives have led you up to this
Driven, if not by fame, then avarice
Thaumas in rage, salacious
Thirsty for blood berates us
Darkness surrounds with
favorite album
It's called "You're Gonna Miss It All"
And the lines now resonate with me
Like the end of Pothole
Though I was later heartbroken when I found
never gonna get it
Come on home
Come on home
Come on home
Come on home
"I liked your first album just fine
Back when you were just starting out"
It's
Starting over
I live life with no limits
But strong morals
I wish that they knew the difference
In this newfound independence in life
I figured out
Lately I've been showing signs
Of far too many starting lines
I remember when ours was the only one
But some part of me can't help react
To every
Player haters talking 'bout they gonna get Freck
I'm in the Lamb' sunk lower than the shipwreck
They call me bar-for-bar 'cause I spit the better lines
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