Lyrics:
a bossy alottamajig, and Sic' Wid It
We pack staplers and zigs and hunting gear equipment
Rug-ers are rigged, I spit at chickens and pigeons
I flip
try to face this
The Naughty by the Nature gonna lace this
Track, we be the cream of the pack
Don't come up in my face with bullshit 'cause
bless you, all of you pretty girls
Quiet or witty girls by the quayside
Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls
Watching and waiting there for
Visited by the spirit
Of Bigg's eerie lyrics, Shh, be quiet for a second, Can you hear him? I was sidetracked, Excuse Me
I'll be right back, Gained my
While I'm slanging for my grip
So now I'm hitting licks
Quick quiet as a mouse
Last quarters damn it's time to get a house
I found me a shack deep west by
with a blister each
I'm all pincher, fever-y hoodie on, hoodie off
Sweat thru his E.T. sheets to the worry dolls
Never met a quiet storm that didn't
satisfaction guaranteed
This peace and quiet's caused a riot deep inside of me
I know it sounds obnoxious
My feet tap-tapping on the floor
These restless
falling down
On the ruins that were the town
Do you remember the world full of colors?
Do you remember the life full of sounds?
It's so quiet now
Nothing
a nigga clock
Everybody gettin' rocked when we hop out
Pussy better not cry now
Nigga where we from it's the code that we live or we die by
Grrrrrat,
Steady making mistakes, I only got myself for the blame
Quiet down, ohh
Ain't thinking about myself, baby I'm just thinking about you
And all these dubs I
playin' with my jig, uh
Bad bitch wanna get on my Insta
I told the bitch to keep chill and be quiet
I got bad bitches tryna get by
Don't chill 'fore a nigga
to pack up and bounce
Just to come back around again and pack up and
Bounce again, but girl I
Remember you used to be down, yeah
Used to be down, yeah
the spot
Let me hear it
And you know it, you know it
Are y'all down with the beats
My DJ Jazzy Jeff is throwing on all the def beats
I want
night wild
And quiet Sunday morning
Between
Done after one
And keep on pouring
Ain't too high
Ain't too low
Just holding down the middle
I'm
rapping now
I used to sell blow packs
I know the money
Ain't gone keep you quiet
But at least I'm trying
I know you get money too
You don't rock no cheap
our life, nigga (drop his ass)
I just had a son, I just had a cub (my baby)
What's even better is he by somebody that I love (my baby)
My real
down and be quiet
Just broken loud like you poppin'
Bitch, pipe down, you ain't scared nobody
Look, look, nigga, I don't give a fuck about a bag that
steps I know he watching
Quest for inner peace let the mayhem cease
I'm back at it, keeping quiet making moves happen
It’s 2020, made a pack we never move
in the street, walking by her side
Talking by her side, have pity
Eliza, do you like it uptown? It's quiet uptown
(He is trying to do
might take a while
Sometimes the days pass me by
Sometimes the key is hard to find
Sometimes the world goes quiet, quiet, quiet
That's just the way it
The wind shakes the grass
On the dunes by the seaside
My feet sift through sand
On their way to the shore
I try to make out a blurred
Line in
Pack them up pack them down, we've done this before
Drumset up and sorted the quiet before the storm
Get a job
They said
Time waster
They said
Torn
A pack of dawgs is with me we packing logs of sticky
Don't get involved in my city where problems solved with the blicky
Young niggas is killing shit
vile man shout out to j cole
But this is lyrical joe
Shovels At work Chaley it’s time to burry talks
And It all balls down to holes like golf
They
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