Lyrics:
a mind of a college professor and body of a goddess
I'm about KRS, Miles Davis, Pearl Jam, and Rakim,
Albizu Campos, mayor Giuli.. nah not him!
I'm about
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
I'm harder than me tryna park a Dodge
When I'm drunk as f-
Right next to a humongous truck in a two-car garage
Hopping out with two broken legs
Right next to a humongous truck in a two-car garage
Hopping out with two broken legs, trying to walk it off
Fuck you too bitch, call the cops
I'ma kill
Right next to a humongous truck in a two-car garage
Hopping out with two broken legs, trying to walk it off
Fuck you too bitch, call the cops
I'ma kill
for nothing
I'm a back em down like Shaq with this black 2-2-3 in my hand
Better pray that this chopper jam, like a radio single, man
Police radio
precise right in the pocket
Stupid dope beats and Evil E rocks it
The girl straight from the heart
My jam is sure to hit the top of the charts
Ram is my
to get by
No money in my pocket but I was still fly
Curled to my neck but I got respect
And now I stack fat sacks and ride around in a Lex
And oh my
It's okay cuz you know I won't let him
These niggas thinkin' I will go to heaven
He got shot in the leg by a weapon
Now I ball hoppin' like he
Def Jam and took a piss on the map
I told y'all, I wasn't like the other cats
I'm fresh like a Wii, them niggas playing jacks
They all a bunch
that shit
You guys are way overbudget
Yo, listen, I do not wanna lose my job for of this
Love you guys, but I got two kids in private school
And by
ripped my legs off
Huh, nothing but a minor coft
You can't get me I swing from a tree
Shouting and cussing and shooting at me
Everybody's end make two
Walking along my neighborhood road, it’s all quiet, and my neighbor is playing “Black” by Pearl Jam. Walking by, I get the instant sensation of all
that
She got a bomb ass pearl, but it's more than that
She knows what it is and she play a role
Every girl's not built for it, it takes a toll
She
to the grocery store
He runs through the park until his legs can't take anymore
He's growing up Country living with Cows and Cars
He's growing up Country living
him know that he's the man
When he said he was a fan it was too hard to understand
No time to soak up the moment though, cause I was in a jam
Hov
a fuck, say you could run that shit back
And fuck your loud pack, and fuck your Snapchat
Cherry Bomb, the greatest fuckin' album since the days of sound
(Mixx scratches "Aw hit me!" and "Hold your legs up on easy.")
Verse 1
[FKI] There's only one place where we can go
To see freaky hoes doin'
You know sex 'em up a little bit
You know what I mean?
You're the honey that I see when I'm riding by
The one giving me a feeling that I can't deny
gotta finish off the Album
DEATH RACE. ULTRA. SCHEHEREZADE
DEATH RACE. ULTRA. SCHEHEREZADE
Woah. I'm rarely known to make it past Verse two
You can
of cottonmouths try'na start a problem now
Talkin' shit when I am not around and I'ma knock you out
This that Bobby Boy logical jam
Sad that he left the game but
Said that's that Kaepernick energy
Bended Knee, Boyz II Men
I'm 21, voices creep
Whispers that I'm much too young to be out, son
By out, I mean out
me, PEARL C. | The Professor
Is not part of the stans
So that you on your short legs can continue to stand
I don't like your attitude
I don't like your
me, PEARL C. | The Professor
Is not part of the stans
So that you on your short legs can continue to stand
I don't like your attitude
I don't like your
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