Lyrics:
go numb
And I'm gonna fill them lungs
Backwood OG in my blunt
Hennessy or double cup
Happy hoes they all want fuck
Nappy hoes I do not fuck
Easter pink
view in all directions
All mod cons for your delectation
And when you leave be sure to tell
Of the pig-shit, the rancid smell
The crowded space was such
up bitch like John Cena you can't see me
Know when I rhyme
Know that it's a gift from god
So you Know this shits divine
You'll beat when pigs fly
Yeah
gave us pork and pig intestines
Shit you discarded that we ingested, we made the project a wave
You came back, reinvested and gentrified it
Took
Everybody put three fingers in the air
The sky is falling, the wind is calling
Stand for something or die in the morning
Section.80, HiiiPoWeR
at us, blasting at us
Walking free when bad shit happens
To protect and serve, I've never heard some falser words
We've got Congressmen in office, they
care
You're not welcome to feed yourself to death
It's just not ever gonna be enough
So chemical
Every scent you wear
A bath in shit
All flesh
If you tattoo a pigs face to Make it pretty and leave it In the city
I bet you it will find a man who will leave his seed in ham
If you tattoo a pigs
in the back with my palms up
The jig is up!
Bleeding pig
Now the pig is stuck
We them kids
Never give it up
No we don't snitch
When I run out
You do pig shit, just squeal bitch
You're plastic, I'm on real shit Some good looks and I kill shit
I do gang shit like a real bitch You do pig shit
When the pig came to Schäfer's barn, the
Farmer said "You're welcome
To join our happy family
Your look is right, you'll fit right in if
You work
quick and jumped
And your dad's still happy with his new wife
Spends time with a loser like you (fuck)
You can go shit in your hat (Matt)
You lie so much
and half a slice of heaven is her ass and shit,
Happy without problems having no drama is happy sex,
Happy when I wake up in the mornin' to more naps
but I’m big
WE’RE THE SHIT GODDAMN
I’m a kid but I’m big
My name is B, but you may know me as a bigwig
I give the people what they want at every single
scenes in magazines, laser beams
And war machines
I have no fear, the new age is here...Pig Iron
Technology, it's all just shit to me...Pig Iron
Another brick I gotta flip
Spot the pigs I gotta dip
My bitch be giving me the lip
This is every day shit
This is every day shit
Another brick I gotta flip
on my 8-track
With a case of malt liquor and a bong in pack
From out of nowhere came the man in blue
I thought we were busted, but the pig was cool
hating
And when it's war
We Turning pigs into bacon
Lord forgive me
But in this world man this shit is real crazy
I'm too caught up
Busy chasing that
that I'm worse, than some of these motherfuckers I put away
I'm in the biggest gang you ever saw, above the law
Looking through the eye of the pig, I
a happy face before you bleed
Ask me, if that material shit is worth yo' life
I don't know about yours but if so you smokin pipes right
Deep in
never had shit
They couldn't stand me bein happy, Hear the hatin they preach
In the end what makes me happy is the fake that they speak
Had em plans
is tucked
You wiggity-wack with the strap, you cross Chris, make you jump
I criss-cross with the pump, ain't no bricks in the trunk
Leave that shit
lit I'm too fucking lit
Punch him in the lip real shit get a nigga bitch
Make him disappear what is real
Fuck bout how you feel
Trip please don't
ride but
I ain't driving if you' not in my bed
Eiii!
Forgive my pride i just want that bread
It's been a long time coming like pigs when sexing
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