Lyrics:
and graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm and Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like granite
Uh
Hey, hey what to say
Intend to stop me this given day.
And oh, don't live in fear.
Set the mid bar that visits here.
Uh, It's gonna take
locked
So, I stay back and push
My little positive message
Isolated from the game up
In the nosebleed section
No awards or recognition
But my state
The trecther
Life's apart
I'm giving it to you
Action packed wit bars
Sex lies scandals
From the door
Drugs Ice and a life thats pure
There's more
You pick yours
The trecther
Life's apart
I'm giving it to you
Action packed wit bars
Sex lies scandals
From the door
Drugs Ice and a life thats pure
There's more
You pick yours
and graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm and Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like granite
placed on stools hanging on the bar
trying to avoid the brothers
by looking in another direction.
Among the other places they took care of
-
Looking pretty in them sandals (Haha)
Keep them gangsters to the streets
You know the shit was handled
10 speed, handle bar shift, Astro fit
Hopped off with
"Thanks Joseph, awesome music, uh, that was a good idea"/spoken by Dr McPherson in early april 2020)
(Verse: From "Cuse freestyle"/written late april
Es hat sich viel seit den 700 Bars getan
Ohne Tricks, ohne Gimmicks, ohne Masterplan
Nur harte Arbeit, ohne Beef und Skandal
Die Features normal
her a message to say “Hey babe,
You Better get ready”
Coz I'm
Coming in hot on a mid-winter night drive out
Calling my cold queen just to get me out
My verbals and graphic grammar
My verbal murder stretch from
Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm & Hammer
All across the planet
Niggas crumble like
Epileptic rise, you flash those eyes
Slow the time
You ionize and I could die from ya
Flashy wrist, golden rings
Spend that money like money ain't shit
Bask
We met at night at a drive-by
When moon was bright and we were high
'Cause it was hot in mid July
And I thought "Damn, you're my perfect guy"
That
wack, matter fact
It's like a cat from Mexico
That trap all kinda yay
(Kanye) wearin' a MAGA hat
A holy shirt and a pair
Of Yeezy's tryna swagger jack
You
verbals & graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm & Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like
by these disease-ridden bars
When you said that you love me, I knew it wasn't true
I've 800 unread messages, but not a single note from you
verbals & graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm & Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like
here flossin', Big Willies, we Willie Lynch 'em
Pull out the chopper, rappers hittin' the ground
Like every bar is a bullet, when I pull it, it sound
you know that we ran train
That bottle of Macallan, be hitting me
I'm on a real high like I zooted the stage
Taking the country by storm but the message
I'm locked in my zone
Eyes locked on my lower object I came to drink alone
I'm up by the bar
Waiter bring me a bottle
I came for the show
She came for
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
a way for y'all to fly here I'm Harry S Truman
Presence stay looming
Can tell from the way they gush about a nigga bars
They could never out field me
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