Lyrics:
and they never
Miss
Game time (game time)
Throwing gang signs (gang)
Silver and Undefined
Everything else just ain't mine (no)
Chilling with hang time
I'ma cold soul in a hard body
Heatmakerz, Crack Music
Yeah, everything seem drama related
Comma after comma, them commas my favorite
Just sign it
better than great, heh heh
Uh in fact, I might just be top five
All-time, or at least top ten, well
Maybe nine minus five, divided by two
Minus the amount
I took losses - signs of crosses
God aint talk back - only bosses
All these packs in - it's gon cost us
If u gon flip work be extra cautious
duppy con
Meser3 Awurade s3 wo mboa wo
(Drop another hit song)na )ntumi
3ter3 ase3 mu 3ma wo
Na 3ny3 k3se3 wai
See I never let little things distract me
An interlude between the chorus
Fight I'm telling myself it's alright
But what about all these muso's who count time
Doesn't matter it's just
sees you [Repeat: x3]
[Luda] It's get out, put my pedal to the flow and let's roll!
Two miles an hour, so everybody sees you [Repeat: x3]
[Luda] It's
sees you [Repeat: x3]
[Luda] It's get out, put my pedal to the flow and let's roll!
Two miles an hour, so everybody sees you [Repeat: x3]
[Luda] It's
three times
I won't hit once, I wanna hit twice
If I hit twice, wanna hit three times
Just like any other MC here
I'm an MC who don't care
You
He had us doing all the work but was keeping the biggest slice
Took a while to catch on, to what homey was doing
But by the time we did, all
but was keeping the biggest slice
Took a while to catch on, to what homey was doing
But by the time we did, all the paperwork was in ruins
Nigga kept
love for granted you
I just don't understand it
Work, work, work, work, work
He said me haffi
Work, work, work, work, work
Dry, me a desert him
Nuh time
You made it clear you weren't just another myspace mistress
And I didn't take it personal
When you ignored my request to be your friend I spilled my
to remember
Somethin' warm to hold when you're gone
And from now on
If love ever crosses my mind
I'll think of you
It's just one more night
This is
knockin', oh, fuck, thought I blocked the entrance
Guess show time is over, no suicide note
Just a note for target distance
But if you'd like to know
the finish line, just finish in lines
And if getting your point across crosses the line
Some of the time, then cross it with pride
That's real my nigga,
every time it come to moneys rights
As long as the money right, they take another youngin's life
Henny sippers, Microphone Rippers
Roll with them dank
hoping it's you too
I got the fever for the flavor of a Woo Woo
So it's back to the block, time to play
It's just another day around the way, hey
these broken dreams
Can't help to say
I'm the one to blame
Let's begin in
Three
Two
One
Step Into the ring
The lights go down
Another round
Another
KNOW WHAT TO DO?
(in canon)
PIPPY PIPPY DOWN NOW SPLISH SPLOSH PISH POSH
TICKY TICKY TIME NOW TICK TOCK TICK TOCK (X3)
BUT YOU AIN'T THE ONLY ONE
YOU
And it just get worser, every time I sign my signature in cursive
Just add another million to these verses
One million, two million, three million, four
What this world needs
Is not another one-hit wonder with an axe to grind
Another two-bit politician peddling lies
Another three-ring circus
themselves to redwoods that were three times wider than they were, 800 years old, they were spread-eagled, as the saws buzzed right over their heads. They
another brother met his end Another case just acquit, so theres another mother talkin Shit
Another daughter suckin dick, another unwanted kid
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