Lyrics:
of the conflict was caused by Baron Zemo
Steve stopped Tony from blowin'
Bucky to bit's you could say at this point
The Avengers don't exist
Steven Strange used
fighting all my life
Stripped my name
Don't know no pride
Feel the love But don't know the signs
Been here before
Don't like rewinds
She say baby don't
will bring you near.
Rebecca Wingo, she was a gringo
Daughters nine and cinco, left motherless with no info
An energetic person, filled with love
(thick)
We fuck her friend together (yeah), that's my bitch bitch (bitch)
I heard you hit her raw (I did), you takin' risk risks (ugh)
And she
mind on a trillion
I won't go away cause my swag too resilient
Keep the bullshit, I got my own lane
Treat the rap game like the dope game
She know me by
Every time we link, it be sneaky
All my hoes clean, niggas squeaky
Buy her new Chanel, I'm talkin' weekly
I could tell she goin' by how she greet
to this kid, you were his everything
The next part I will never forget
She walked right up to me slowly, then she gave me a kiss
First kiss, oh, no way,
a new bitch out her drawls
I hit I knew she had a man, I don't care I be drawn
You know that shit don't even count if I ain't hittin' it raw
Know I
Trying to find our way, stroke by stroke
So here's to the unseen, the real, the raw
In this quantum dance, we find our law
Unobserved, unshaped by
on no real date (you knew)
Tryna beat it like I'm Mike, I'm tryna beat, bitch, like Dre, hold up, wait
Then she asked for a purse, I'm like, "You
no savage, y'all niggas really be lackin
Won't hit raw, know I'm packin' the plastic
I stay with my dawg, Shaggy
When you done with that broad, tag me
Jong
We be ill with the verbal skills
It kicks off like a drill
So observe the real
Or piss off, like for real
We deserve the mills
Like, I know you
down for free
If she walk up to the spot then you know we finna bang
Got passed around by the homies, now she throwing up the gang
Like I'm doing
You can't train the pussy, by lockin it up
Raw dickin the pussy, and knockin it up (nope)
She still gon' be a ho and a baby by you don't mean shit
that's by my side
I like that, yeah that's cool
First I'm gonna need them keys to the coop
[Jesse:] I love you girl
I know you do
But me and my
around me no nigga gon touch her
8 to 5 occupation
Seelima innala okukala kobeja
She say
I wan be the one that you call
Sex in the morning we hit it raw
a chance
But we made it outta them chains
Think you should clap your hands
Clap, clap for ‘em clap, clap for ‘em
Say they real, but they built like that
oh
Girl, you ain't gotta ask me
No, you ain't gotta ask me for shit
Girl, you can't have this shit, I give you my last shit
No, for real, uh, uh
No
it down, no way, it ain't nothing for me to tell you
Yeah, my brother said, fuck you then and fuck you all the real
Got a vibe and she so freaky, she
change
Stay lowkey ion pay no ion waste no time
I just chase these dimes
Run up if you please
Run up you gon die
Keep that AR by my side like my name was
before
And no I'm no player
But the game too cold, to be lost in sauce
In the streets stay sharp
Or they'll fuckin eat you raw
The ones with fake lashes? I
just stop denyin' it
Well at least somebody in this bar is, this big bitch did
The ultimate by sayin' she wanted to have my kids
Look man, you grown,
sushi (Raw dope)
They keep askin' why I ain't did no song with Gucci (Yeah)
I keep countin' money wrappin' bales in Gucci (Count up)
I had they key
called, Edutainer
You'll find the law of balance on the two turntables
So look out for the FRESH Edutainer label
[KRS-One]
Biddi-by-by, by
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