Lyrics:
Day by day is the same fucking same shit
I blame myself when i think it about it
Gotta i to forget? must i be soft?
No fuck the regrets nowadays
You
homo intended
It's the Babsy day, you're a year older now
I hope your hair turns gray
I'm just kidding I don't
Remember CTRL? I knew you were gonna be
Ultramagnetic, yeah
The Violators
The Vilators, yeah
Tony D, Tony D
Oswald
Word, Uncle Tom, Aunt Jemima, word up
B-Fee's gonna do you
Yeah, yeah, word up
Harlem's
back"
I say, I see no problem, bro, because I got it like that
So if you really want to know who's doin' who
You can tell your hos right that I'll be
run it back like Barry
Ball hawking Eric berry
Bad bitch crazy like Carrie
She be on top like cherries
Home run I feel like Barry
No birds ballin like
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
Tom Brady is single. Ladies its true
Facts or fiction? You tell me. I'll ask you (Okay)
Yeah, Mr. President's dead, shot by Donald Trump in the face
Was
yeah
I be in Oakland, California every day of my life
Bass so hard, you think I'm smokin' a pipe
And if I don't smoke it, I gots to grind
Searched
gonna be okay
You know that it is gonna be okay
Iwe namata, yeah
Dark days and dark nights
Knocked out every single fight
Enemy be closing in, victory be
'Cause you're gonna nee-ee-ee-eed
A lovin' daddy's help some day-ay
And you are goin' to be sorry
You just treat your old man the wrong way-ay
a come through with my favorite toats
Hammers out in France, that's French toast
Drive bies on the pedal fights
Hit you closer
Casper, your phantom gonna
the sun will shine through
There's gon' be better days, better days, better days
Around the corner it's true
I said I know there's gonna be better days
with it
When things go wrong, Jesus loves me
I'm singing this song because Jesus loves me
I'm gonna be strong cause Jesus loves me
Jesus loves me, yes,
niggas gonna see
These MCs ain't the same as me
I had a Grime hit in 2003
God gave me a body and blessed it
You see, my fingers they made Duppy, Private
been real since the motherfucking Kasket
Top Gun, Tom Cruise, Motherfucking maverick
Chris with the bars, Yeah you know I'm on some sadd shit
Keeping it
a window-hole
A hunnit yards away
Is all dey ever gets t'know
'bouts de reg'luh life in de day
An' it stink so bad, de stones been chokin'
'n weepin' greenish
that great?
It's real good, that
Real good
Listen to that, Mal
Oh look out! It's-
She came in through the bathroom window
Protected by a silver
I think that'd be good for me, honestly
If I just chill that'd be-
(Once in a while, once in a while
Once in a while)
Gonna get ready now though, huh
In this marathon I’m on pace
Running laps around you all day
Get out my way I’m on pace
Catch me if you can, Tom Hanks
In this marathon I’m on pace
the studio and make a hit off the bounce
But now it's Tom Ford in the armoire
Look at the arm that's a Audemar
We at the Mondrian hit the front desk, tell them
You ain't worthy, it's okay to find replacements (ooh)
Baby, fuck off (hey), 'cause you're a knockoff (hey)
You cannot be a bad boy if you don't look
back"
I say, I see no problem, bro, because I got it like that
So if you really want to know who's doin' who
You can tell your hos right that I'll be
It was "Liberty or death."
What kind of hat is a three-cornered hat?
Did they all believe in liberty in those days?
Nobody who was anybody
don't look a day over Fifty
What's that? You're forty-five? Oh shit my bad! Forgive me
You should be glad your daughter's with me
Cuz there's a lotta
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