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"One of you two's gonna have to
Step up to the plate and
Be a dad to this kid anyone can
Be a sperm donor but it
Takes a real man to be a dad"
I’d
blue
Through darkness comes light and I be known as the Guru
And this I certify we all should be alerted by
the traps within the system, our youth is
famous
Rocking amiris like they cheap
Im having blues like the sea
Real love for lil reek for him ill put yu underneath
Keep drums like tay keith
But no I
San-jaya, now who wanna try us
That four-five will spit
I'll slump you in the driver seat
And make you really ghost ride the whip
It's real talk, shade
George Floyd i said I am George Floyd
I love y'all black out
New Lil B music coming soon, real art
why?
Why they tell me I be nothing but I still win?
Why they tell me slow down? I'ma wheel spin
Roll with Couple men in black, no will smith
They my
material
Bang on doors like Enoch, crush kill destroy a block
Dr. Smith, Will Robinson, head-bobbinson, attack the opposite
Alternate, demonstrate, throw {?}
And be protected by No Limit tanks, soldiers with K's and hand grenades
Could you recall a soulja that used to be crawlin'
Now I'm ballin', don't plan
Will I get there
I've been gone for way too long
And I've been tryna find my way by home
Will I get there if I make millions
Will I make enough so I
be oozing illusions
They said they banging, but they moving and grooving
That's why the ladies want the dude with the fusion
Of indica oil and Keith
them automatics
Lil youngin' he be slangin' iron
And he will never panick
Straight hollow tips filled up my 9 and
I can't wait to blast it
That life
it is,
My uncle real, my uncle ain't snitchin',
That's why I got a free lou shirt with his picture,
Rich ass niggas nuts cross on a nigga,
Well
San-jaya, now who wanna try us
That four-five will spit
I'll slump you in the driver seat
And make you really ghost ride the whip
It's real talk, shade
have them playing with my bitch
Think I'm Will Smith
Baby I be smacking out these hits
I got ounces of love for sale, come and get a zip
I just doubled
me feedback, I don't need that
Two trips to Costa Rica, I'll be a week back
Before you sign a new act, find out if they wack
Your budget will be
there man
Spirits man, it's a spiritual thing
[Bizzy Bone]
How can I make the spirits understand
That I am just not to be tested by the outer man
intrude she's falling apart
She wanna get screwed (C.M.B. nigga)
You can have a family feud
You jump in that water u will get brewed. Boy
[Chorus]
Geoffrey
Not Prince or Will Smith, but I know I'm the freshest
I'm on the grind like I'm Tony (hawk)
I got my mind on my money (the gwalla)
No apple, but
They say what comes around go around
And when you least expect it shit be goin' down
For the dollar bill, people will do anything (Yes, they will
undressed
She knows ima play my part but I will not confess
Smart, dumb, thick, sweet heart chick
She’s a legend she’s a myth
All treat no tricks
Real Hair
to a vegetable
Swear my brother's a doctor, he be floatin' off a medical
Fuck it, make this track the interlude
Had to Will Smith a bitch after she told me who
chauffer
Who woulda knew
Man I used to get whipped by the Smiths and the Wilsons
Now I'm in the whip with the Smiths eating Wilsons
You would probably think
no stress but I will never forget
Am I a saint or a sinner
Am I an angel or a killer
Listen while I paint a perfect picture
80's baby lately I've been
card)
For real? (Yeah, for real)
I'm ill, I deal, I did, I will
(I got dogs like Cujo, me and Tity two
chains riding in a two do')
Bitches catch
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