Lyrics:
the judges
Them niggas don't love us
Most niggas cold blooded
Stab you in your back for yo' budget
Them niggas' cold blooded
These niggas cold blooded
He ain't
Oh, by the way, got a tip for J cole
Just shut your cake hole
Oh, hey Dolan Dark, these aren't memes
They're stolen art
You need to see a doctor,
a pipe dream!
And that explains why they gon’
Say you a disgrace!
Second round - don’t let that white
Boy scream in your face
Aye, T Top! We gotta make
by his name, I can't let him in
I know that Heaven is a place I'm just tryna live
I know they smile in my face, while they want me dead
I see
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
hard can your guard be, I say what's up?
Guard your grill, knuckle up, put em up, duck
[Chorus]
I don't lay, I lie, who knows like Pinnochio
I'm from, we don't only talk the talk
We walk the walk, be-X, baby, New York, New York
Never jump up in-a mi face, I gun
Never judge a book by di
in your teeth
She turned away from me
And then turned back and said "did I get it?"
I said yeah well, I mean, most of it
But hey, ya know, don't sweat
or to another,
or to your brother. You're going to have to learn to sing this song, it goes:
Please don't pass me by,
ah you don't have to sing this .. not for
Barton Harlow
The Black Keys Brothers El Camino
Camp by Childish Gambino
Awaken My Love is amazing too
Modest Mouse Good News For People Who Love Bad News
strong
And I keep trying to hit Paul's voice, but it's been way too long
I done been heartbroken, by the ones I love the most
I swear family let you down,
self-seeking
All those things may not always look so great
Just put a smile on your face
Expect a validate
His love lasts forever
Even when you feel like giving
to make God laugh
Where is your brother Abel?
Am I my brother's keeper?
What have you done?
You will be a restless wanderer on this earth
I'm tryna
of faith and a fraction of a chance
And the action of yours hands
Just that would change tides
David vs Goliath
He was slain by a god
Staring in his eyes
No
don't ask why I'm rhymin' different (rhymin' different)
(Why's that?)
My brother got murdered, my mind is different (chyeah)
You used to be with us
the most and he forgives but me and you we can't seem to forget the past together
Breaking necks I got em stopping to look
Don't judge a book by the cover
shot at me what kinda crap is that
Battle, what kind of rapper
Would I be before I let another rapper think he's hot
I'll bury my face in his stinky twat
and Swifty please
Give it a year, both y'all be wreckin' 50's lease
What do I know, that other nigga y'all got in your group
I don't even know his name, but
responsibility
To all my brothers in the streets
I know you feel you gotta hustle cause your peeps gotta eat
Makin moves right and exact; don't wanna see you layin
a virgin just to save face
I too am so ashamed on bended knees
Prayin' to my pretty white Jesus
Brother John Paul convinced himself of his wisdom
Every kiss goodbye, pride!
Daddy is home.
Yeah, cre you ready to choose?
Kiss my face goodbye.
But mommy, don't cry.
Daddy, don't lie.
Oh my, this is
wide and ask
"Was it def?"
And with the straightest face I be like, "Hell yes"
I slip them the digits to Papa Prince Paul
So I don't go AWOL but yet
disrespectful
Y'all know I don't care 'bout these niggas
Happy New Year
Tekashi got snatched by the feds, he done
I'm like, "Damn, why they doin' that to 50
on the
Streets, in your music, in my songs
I mean the real ones that are burning
I mean the real ones that are burning i say
Please, don't pass me by
Oh now,
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