Lyrics:
the game
Make I just hear hm I go pull a cane
I'm ugly by face also in the brain
Me yɛ wicked ruff, Elphaba
Too many, too many people to save
They listen
And believed every word
Like Valentino he'd become a star
We were all at the boat
With a lump in our throat
To wish him well and show
Him how much we cared
know it
When my flow hit, it gon' motivate the whole shit
Keep your head up, smell like a setup
Too many tryna get down while we tryna get up
So
master said we got a good house here
The house negro said "yeah we got a good house here"
Whenever the master said we you said we that's how you can
and Jadakiss nigga guard ya chest
[Chorus]
[DMX]
When is they getting off our dicks, them niggas is clowns
How many dogs you let go up, still getting
again
Un-hunh, here we go again
When is they getting off our dicks, them niggas is clowns
How many dogs you let go up, still getting down
Like 'face
Rather die than kneel. Some arrive,consume, and use blood for ideals.
Deal raw to the real. Run fast as I slice through Achilles heels.
But they’re
baby
I ain't gotta talk
I'm so fuckin' raw
I slide these beats, so I ain't gotta walk
Products of our environments
We hustle, struggle by default
Pray
tell you how he feel, he gone sip his juice
But if that time ever come I know that he'll shoot
Oh you done backdoored yo nigga you a different breed
Severtized with myself, the blade is cold
I carry grief by the ton
It's a weight I pull
So many vibrant fucking colors
In my faded soul
Yeah, to add insult
scrolls and Kamasutra
Many lack the recipe
Ignore the proper nutrients
Spit the acid like the phlegm
Just like where the mucus is
Heart the core the nucleus
happy nigga
Time to make a bitch real happy nigga
Yo,
Issa fact all these niggas do is lie on they dick
How you claim you solid nigga but stay lyin'
connection I'm recording
Employ a form more raw than war-torn crude oil
My sauce the law hits ignore the porky's
Stay wealthy at my poorest flows formless yet
display on this day
Y'all niggas is history cause the whole crew is bitch to me
Listen to me Idi How many of y'all can see me?
Cause I'll tack that
(Nah)
Heartstrings, couple broken homes that I can't let you in
Part ways, peace with all my homies, that's just how it is
Many egos in the mist, I let
Love has many sides
And many faces, sugar
And anyone who hurt, you can see the traces of love
The way love spills
Same flow as lust
Mixed up within
a fifth
A frozen bottle of tequila
Guess im taking a sip
These strains of weed
Are more like doggy breeds
Im puffing pitbull
With german shepherd
I put
old enough to say too many words
He just kept hollering goddyup go daddy giddyup go
So that's what I named the old truck Giddyup go
Oh things wasn't
nothing that you can bleep out
Defeated niggas still tryna step to me
How you tryna play games with a referee?
I was broke last year all by myself now
I'm ashamed
I'm ashamed to be citizen of this world
Where we breed corruption, deceit, and inequality between boys and girls
I'm ashamed
turn to foes, how it go
Still by my lonely
I got my wodies around, but I don't keep a vast army
'Cause fuck all the faking, the envy and hating
And all
Lost in sanity
Feel the divine I'm a walking analogy
Sent here by my father
As I kneel to the alter
Do I guide or do I conquer
I'm a walk the line not
of bad secrets
Loose lips bet it tastes like pennies n rotten fish
Only imagine how many dudes you've slept with
I've never lost my virginity, I’ve only
prepare yourself these days
Cause ninjas real raw, my word's still law
I ain't lookin' back again, I'm countin' money by hundreds
Yeah, look how it's
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