Lyrics:
the trunk smelly
By me and my Relly, you never know
Whatever tho, I got auto magazines and that weak intro
What you got against me?
Don't you know I rip
I try to point y'all
He gon' need som' strong
It's 3AM, so wait too long
You by yourself, done hit my phone
What you got go
What you got goin' now
Can 24 hours change the heart of a man
Give 'em the full experience maybe he'll understand
I sell the kind of dreams realities you can live out
I'm
Brotha Lynch
I'ma cut you right after you
Dine on me
No wait before you go sing on me
Cry for me
I need to hear you plead for your life Like it'
Bye
I think that I'm a prodigy
Bitch come give me that BJ Penn
Bitch I think I'm Owen Grady
You doing dumb shit like Claire Dearing
And I'm up in
planet behind me
(I thought by now that you would)
You would recognize the battleground
Agile, step in razor walkin on a high wire
Risk taker out in
that 3D (That 3D)
Brody had a case and then we had to pay them lawyer fees (Uh oh)
Let me cut right to the chase with my cutlery
I get the bag by any
up with AK's, double my clip and we dip
Set trip and get hit, flip Crip or get zipped
Run with the Crips, catch me clumsy in the 6
6 rag invertable
block kick flip Ray Lewis you hit stick
What's that stench pack crank wit no wrench hit like Marshawn Lynch
Said what said who he said him said me pack
everybody except me
Rape murder denial its vile extortion
Mudered his father now when he smile he force it
Murdered his mother too now the child's an orphan
really see a man for who he be
So If you ain't true to me, remove yourself
Ain't new to Tr3
All my team, heavy hitters
Don't push us, turn us to killers
me with a courtly bow
And hides his pain by acting proud
He drinks too much and he laughs too loud
How can I deny him.
Let us dance beneath
a Cole world when they won't take you off the sidelines
Tough nails running in my pipeline, meets the high life
He calling me baby, I'm the ice ice
Black is Great
My Black is Excellent
Black awakening
Let me say
Not your monkey or your boy
N word or your ape
By the way we made America great
Sweat
three, I still see it, HD
Had to get out here and learn for myself create me
Meet Veracity my inner calm when darkness blackened out
My roots he say, when
burn the earth with kerosene and a dream
The lynch of the mob and the powers that beat
They see me as a threat to the sheep, I'm looking for meat
I
Aye!
Verse 1
HEAVENLY FATHER allow me to start this by saying, since the first revelation, YOU’VE kept me in amazement. Now my goals to praise you more
the lights down right now
Put me in the mood
I'm talkin' about dark room, perfume, go, go
You recognize my fragrance
Yup i know you like the way i smell
You
the wrong Ian Watkins mate
It's that what's made me smile
You've just called the bloke from
Steps a twisted paedophile
He shares a name and was in a band
wanna ball again
I just miss my nigga call, I hope that he call again
I heard about niggas switchin' sides, that was never us
Me and my niggas
I SAW SANTA FISHIN'
Richard Lynch & Joe Blanchard
Chorus:
I know it's hard to believe but I saw Santa
Standing on the side of a creek bank
He was
it'is at
Anytime he ready for the war, come check me
I walk by myself, and I don't look over my back
Cause who and all your posse and your friends
Catch me dipping catch me swerving
Car Fest yes im ferious
Make me mad its gone get serious
That thing bang like william hung
Lynch a nigga by his
us
You don't want to see this Mo' Thug clique
To swift to be faded
Just hated by them foes
Throw blows, bow down hoes
Mo' Thug handle this like
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