Lyrics:
now
Happenin' now son, it's happening now, yeah
[Chorus: Killah Priest, Hell Razah]
The dead street scrolls, we, the ones that cry
The dead street
switching up all the time
I can't even record the same shit two times
First time it might go super well
But like the second time it's just
Ahhhh
Ay You know
I hope feelings I say get payed off with my tone
Have people around like adolf in his home
Creating these schemes that I made off in the zone
It'd be
And you have seen aliens
And you have felt the dead
And you've read reports that Bigfoot camps
Just a mile from your bed
Oh, William
Why are you so sad?
it feel like, feel like
Metaphor game too silly
Punch lines way too silly
Fuck a Milli' now I'm comin' for that William
Hold up, wait a minute
Imagination
Yeah
One two one two
Straight out the trenches of rap
For fake niggas don't get back
Some shit like that
Kicking it from the trap
Fuck
they don't like it, got a knob that they can slob on until
Wait I just forgot what I was thinking
What's it called again? I'm blanking
The thing above
a good scare
And like a steak, I am very rare
And fuck that stupid ass nigga William Shakespeare
Dumb bitch
God help me, everyone here sucks
To all you
shit
I'm doggyfizzle from the bronx new york city
I can't believe these hoes who like the man hood shit
It's like that but is hard nigga i'm swear of god
'm back by popular demand and shit
Niggaz want the crown but can't handle it
This rap game's getting scandalous
I done lost my best friend in Los Angeles
Williams ain't paint the town from in systems... I'm patient.... It's been a venture from the place that I started to where it's at...
I get a rush everyday
And then go home with my
Home girls and have fun
It seems like you're very versatile if
It's one thing that I would
Love for little girls to embrace from
shit
I don't know like that
Bron-Bron? I had that long time ago
Butt naked on the balcony at the Dolla no
I mean the Delano, I mean, Pharrell'll know
to the ground and come a little closer
I'm the next Pharrell Williams
Get up again
Pick up the pace
Nascar nascar
Feelin like a race
I'm comin in closer
You trip
shortened
And that I get so lonely
In my glory
Wassup, can I get a free shot? Lady, lady!
This ain't free, you want shots you pay it
Now don't waste my time
that's a red flag (woo)
Jada out here still makin' Will look stupid (she is)
She said when he fuck her she don't like the way that he do it (aww)
I
a mustache
I must ask what's goin' on with rap, white kids actin black
It's like McDonald's sellin' fatback
Get back to your Mac, that stuff is wack with
a chauffeur drive on the shoulder I'm trying to get it over, can't miss the exit
That's why I never post 2much shit They in your gallery like they know Trent
I
ran out of luck
Like a ticket that didn't win when they scratched it
I have a threesome with identical twins
Tell em I know which one is which
Then get
I called Chad on Wednesday night
So we could make plans for Thursday night
He said "we could go hit the Peapods"
I was like yeah, that's my
that shit that get ya jive talkin'
East side artist see walkin'
People, people, listen closely
I sing it 'cause mostly when ya'll approach me
Stay low
wild, now get set
Yeah, it's the anthem, nigga, it's the shit
(It's that shit)
You can get crunk, get hyphy, get fit
You can bounce like you're hoppin'
[Latoiya Williams]
I'm so glad that you believe in me like I believe in you
This love's exactly how I picture (how I picture)
It's such a joy when
night
So we could make plans for Thursday night
He said "We could go hit the Peapods"
I was like "yeah, that's my favorite spot"
Plus I like it there
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