Lyrics:
monkey)
Bass
Da da da da da
Da da da da da
Da da da da da
Da da da da da
Yep, I'm in like flea, Benjamin Franklin my twin
Yeah, if she can't
no' trash
Året før så hadde Playboy Foundation
Fått deal med nobel records gitt ut en compilation
Det var 2003 vi solgte noen hundre copies va'kke happy
Monkey And The Bell
Once upon a time, there lived a robber in a village.
One day he went to a temple.
He looted all the gold ornaments of the deity
Pretend liberality but
Are practiced bigots in their
Own mean little spheres
I didn't tell my daughter whom to marry
But I'd have broken her
Back if she had
and the bees
The momma's and the poppa's and the monkeys in the trees
It's the brothers and the sisters living life on the street
Play a hunch pull the punch
on my shoulder
With a combo spit compilation of hits
Im a dope advesary hip hop category
It gets Deeper than this I call it Urban Glory
Now that my time
seem
This isn't a dream
And I try to escape it
I'm racing
Too late as I show to the gate
Hesitate, contemplate
Compilation
Debating if this is my
with my Sadness in His hand
I’m not the strongest solider you can Tell by all My cracks
These days keep colder take me back To when I laughed
And now I’m
The tone of my voice it depend on my mood
They talk about killing they think that shit cool
What monkey see thats what monkey gon do
Look around they
Eye see demons when eye'm dreaming (Hide my pain by living comfortably)
Apparitions haunting freely (Eye got people looking up to me)
Still got
sayin that to Grandma on the porch on the G
Back then man we dropped a compilation CD
And my Grandma was the 1st one to buy it from me
I wanted
the Majors get major donation
They act like pressing the share button brings the complications
I'm coming for your face like compilations
My niggas ball like
a bullet for admission
Monkey Gang, Twitter fingers, shoot like Bryson Tiller
Fucking with my squad, get capped by all my niggas
On a different note, man my
night on the ceiling in the dark
Think of a song or maybe breasts
I thought I told you, this is not new...
skinned by the speed of my one life
You
Cuddle my, cuddle
Cuddle my wrist, cuddle my bitch, cuddle my wrist
Cuddle my bitch, cuddle my wrist, cuddle my wrist
I got that monkey on my back
You want to take me to a doctor
To talk to me about my mind
To try to give directions to some places
That I don't really want to find.
Trouble in me
News
Hip hop Scripture
The Spoken Word
For the word is right and true
Mama this compilations for you
Another album for My discography
Resist the sin
News
Hip hop Scripture
The Spoken Word
For the word is right and true
Mama this compilations for you
Another album for My discography
Resist the sin
That shit was personal
I got that monkey on back
If yeen put money on my books that shit was personal
Remember reup with the sack rolling weed back
I'm so complicated
My life is a compilation
Full of common sayings
Such as you're a constant irritation
To a population
When I pop my phase
And start
pulled up an AFV
On me
Like compilation falling slow motion
I be sliding down The Pits, doused in potions
Still my eyes commit to open, it's devotion
I
you
I be just a fun dude
Like to relax but in death ima hunt you
All of it is quite true
She just be arching her back while i hawk through
Look at my
One more hit two more sips and I'm finished
My og SMS I'm like I'm back in a minute
Knowing that's probably a lie
But ain't no telling how the night
of y'all monkeys out the frame
Whoever gyped my locker and took my Donkey Kong game
Watch, don't even try to put it back so I can find I later
Word
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