Lyrics:
heards (word)
Then I took your black ass out to the subberbes
People don't know about you and me (or unity)
Ain't it funny how were still down in 93
My teacher
わたしの師匠が
Zen
ぜん
Return me
わたしをかえす
My man
わたしのおとこ
Words like fresh split bamboo
たけをわーたようんな人
My women
わたしの女神よ
Be Kaguya Hime
かぐやひめたれ
My fate
Like a glove!
Wuditlooklike, to all you trick bitches
And you punk ass niggas out there
I'm talkin' to you live from WFDS
We're From the DarkSide
for the crackers and sing Mammy
'Cause I'm posed to juggle these flows and nose candy (yugh)
Ferrari, my 40th, blew the candles out
Tom Brady'ed you
Bought her the bentley she got me the royce
USG dm’ed we hitting you up
You live in a trance we live in a rush
Getting the clout nobody bigger than us
and discustin the way I be bustin pistols and hustlin
don't take second for me to pop off my nine
Cause I'm the tiggy-tiggy Twista nigga what have been on out
wattage out your fuckin' trunks
Like peak Puma, I known to give a whole lots of lumps
Props I got, coming through your block nine cocked
My socks, even
characters, you so lonely
That body pillow won't fill the void, homie
Knock you out, KO, I'll call him Cody
Don't listen to my lyrics, it ain't so deep
That
Galo 3la LEMM'K khari
Wana sad 3lya Fghari
Ghi m3a lyrics mkhari
So check it out, check it out, check it out
K.O. m'en first round yamat Badr hari
a big dark hell.
Los sicka whacth out for your tails. lika purse told de a male. likea hog dance likea pig tail .
My world dance shattor
be swiping through my lyrics while your swiping through Tinder
I shoulda been in Fort Minor got a name to remember
I wasn't born. Nah they found me in
to phone home like E.T
Said he was hard, seen me, then developed ED
Yeah, now you motherfuckers is doomed
Niggas attitude change when I walk in a room
call me Royce 5-9 or, Mr. Always-Ice-Cold-Wrist-ed
Or Mr. None-Of-Your-Business
Mr. Consistant-In-Conflict, for so dope lyrics (harvest)
The hardest
the speakers
Mama said come in soon as it get dark
She ain want me out wit the tweakers
Said get me a good 1
Make sure that she smart
She ain want me out wit
think you got me figured out
But you ain't in it yet
If you ain't break, if you ain't graf
If you ain't really sweat if you ain't rap
If you ain't DJ'ed
(To the beat y'all)
Ah yeah
(Ya don't stop)
Sound good to me
This sound hard, somethin funky people gon' dance to
Give the record a second
Westbrook, Draymond, Boogie
Lyrics being phased out the game like bully ball
Silly, really y'all, what a time to be alive
Where crimes of war seen as signs
She said honey make some more
Never thought rapping could make me sore
She said honey make some more
Flow gonna knock you out straight to the floor
(To the beat y'all)
Ah, yeah
(Ya don't stop, ya don't stop)
Sound good to me
This sound hard, somethin funky people gon' dance to
Give
Hmm, wow, yeah, always ready
The black Nigerian's way to heavy
Every time I open my mouth blud
I say a lyric and another MC gets buried
Yeah 6
Mercy Lyrics (Prod. Trillphill)
Ouu woah
Yeah
Yeah
Catholic School Bastard, noone showed me any mercy
In the hallways with bloody knuckles playing
I woulda been
But I put my pen to paper now I’m making it out
As a teenage boy I was living in a town
Full of mother fucking haters who was filling me
my back they're choosing Ed over tails
But haven't got a clue how I'm not in a prison cell
Insane cadence, blatant ten out of ten ratings
But lately
but watch out for the ghosts (Get the ghosts)
Everyday, people tell me Kyle is a G.O.A.T
I just go say, yea, yea I know (Yea, I know)
Know that I got
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