Lyrics:
and seven years ago prepared to flow prepare for war
I shall fear no man you don't hear me though
These words ain't just paired to go in one ear out
and seven years ago prepared to flow prepare for war
I shall fear no man you don't hear me though
These words ain't just paired to go in one ear out
different
My niggas through for the lick and we spilt it
They don't give a fuck if you seen it
Ears to the street they gone listen
Pull a 2 3 like they
[Verse 1]
Get Loose
Vanilla Ice is here with the juice
No use for steppin' so give the bass a boost
Produced by the 3 man crew
Not a deuce just a hit
hardcore hustling
I'm wrestling with words and ideas
My ears is picky, seeking what will transmit
The scribes can apply to transcript, yo
This ain't no
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, CoKane (hahaha, you feel that?) (This for my down ass bicch)
Uh yeh, big rabbit, yeah, yeah (down ass bitch)
No gold rings,
be for us, tell me who can, stand against us
No weapon formed against me shall prosper
No weapon formed against me shall prosper
No weapon formed
had a weapon"
It's not their fault their part of town is the dark section
Lend me your ear for just one second
I know we're white and opportunity
a preacher
With your words as a weapon
Raise a fist against the man
For the people
Yeah, Uh
With your words as a weapon
Raise a fist against the man
For
Well, Tulsa's last magician got
His start at four
Pulled a quarter from his own ear
And spun it on the floor
Since there's no good tricks but old
Godking, Nic Mosley, 2019
Power Moves Powerful.
Coward Blue.
Malibu.
Hannibal devour you.
See you at the Crossroads.
Aiming for the constellations,
Godking, Nic Mosley, 2019
Power Moves Powerful.
Coward Blue.
Malibu.
Hannibal devour you.
See you at the Crossroads.
ciming for the constellations,
For the blood (it gave me purpose)
For the blood (you are for us)
For the blood (who can be against us?)
(All the cleansing power)
All
'til my arms tired
Just sit quite with my head full of riot
Our buyers, it clear for your ear to hear
I declare that only live niggas rap this year
the curse) Do the math baby (Ha ha, sheeit)
(The curse, the curse) Do the math
[Outro - Ice Cube]
Leave your ass broke
Rabbit ears, nigga for pockets,
Running like a rabbit
Biting ears Mike Tyson
Cleaning up this rap game
Scooping like Dyson
Glory in Jesus name
Taking Jay Z's hyphen
Yanking satan's chain
Now a little crush turned into a like
And now he wants to grab her by the hair and tell her
I want to hold you close
Skin pressed against me tight
Lie
We used to laugh
Under the pouring rain
Made everyone by the table sneeze from salt and pepper
Threw sand against the wind
In crowded places
And with
committed against humankind
Not a day goes by I don't see them in my dreams
Not a day goes by I don't hear them crying in my ears
Begging for mercy
Pleading
rabbit ears
These niggas got fast careers, fast as Batmobiles
My bitches got sex appeal, they like sex and pills
For reals, I'm sorry if you hate you
Breathe into my ascendence
Boy you know its been too long
I can feel your heart against me
Cause it beats here right or wrong
You know you can't
that's fantastically uncomfortable, kill the paradigm
vomiting rotted language addict, thorns for Brer rabbit
When the city burns down I'm gonna go
grams, you outta luck
Young bucks carrying gats, stay fat for what
We all slipped through the po-nig nobody bust
Freeze, we in the breeze with
Each one cut by hand, by master glassworkers"
She draws her eyes from me for
A second to look up
"Takes one's breath away to think about it"
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