Lyrics:
the Romans
Said "We need a black pope and she better be a woman"
There'll be no more celibacy
Even the Vatican knows not to fuck with me
You should know
the Romans
Said "We need a black pope and she better be a woman"
There'll be no more celibacy
Even the Vatican knows not to fuck with me
You should know
be by your side? (No, no)
Or will he run and hide?
You don't know 'cause things ain't clear
And baby, when you cry
Is he gonna stand by your side?
be by your side? (No, no)
Or will he run and hide?
You don't know 'cause things ain't clear
And baby, when you cry
Is he gonna stand by your side?
you aint been tainted by yo scars
You see I've been in wars Some I won Some I lost
But you look pass that and I smash that
So now you riding with
Or snow
No need to be prone
To stay in yo zone
So come on along
You should come around sometime
I bet we gonna make it alright
And you should come around
"Susu tumi sakra" (Yor!)
Nansein me verse y3 charter (Yor!)
Everything you do be war so
Everything dey matter (Yor!)
Gucci Gucci, Prada
Me i no know wear
should buy it for you
(Ayo baby) stop being so immature
You won’t freeze just because you don’t have that jacket
Fill your head with good sense before it’s
quick 2 tell
Don't b posting on the gram
Steadily acting like you got it
Showing everybody what u got up in yo pocket (Stop)
Flashing all that money that
whoa
We all on lockdown
So I went back
Took my thoughts then jot-down
Hello
Good morning
Wake up
Don't let the world pass you by
Pass you by
Hello
Good
make money flip n stretch like gymnastics
I be talkin shop like yo check me out imma take need paper you keep the plastic
Now I be mostly Loki matter
(Now I gotta deal with this shit)
Ayy, yo, y'all niggas must be out your fuckin' mind (yo, yo, old shitty-dick ass niggas)
Thinking dog can't pull
I take in the woods
Thinking what's good, things that I can change I should
Things I can't, need to be understood
Th-this is the bliss, I used
act like you don't fuckin' know that shit
(Check)
(Yo, yo, yo)
Nigga, what the fuck?
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)
Digital, these niggas should be crazy
(Growin' up
should start by saying yo
I don't know your name but excuse me miss
I saw you from across the room
I got to give her game proper
Spit it so she get
(right time)
When I get her Imma grab her by the wrist
Pull her close to me, hug her and tell her this
[Chorus]
Baby you should let me love you, let
craze
Na you wey dey scatter my brain
Na you be the one I wanna Chase
O boy to the beat you be my bass
Oh you should dance to my melody slow now
When you
Ralph, Boatswain & Carpenter.
A British tar is a soaring soul,
As free as a mountain bird,
His energetic fist should be ready to resist
A dictatorial
should worry bout you
Ayy look I see the omens
I keep on scrolling my life is a hulu the dice keep on rolling
Pay what you owing I'm grown
Please don't be
you
Got me turned off completely by that sheisty shit that you do
Knew from jump yo' aim, straight through them spandex, don't front
Just name, spots
c.d. in
Lets get to bopping
You looking like some ice cream
And I wanna be yo topping
Like some chocolate dip
Imma grab you by the hips
Pull you in
Well, now that you've all prepared yourselves for the madness
I present to you, Hopsin and Tech N9ne!
See I be bangin on niggas with rapping
I'm with bloods confused by the yardies
Invest in myself
Cause I got to eat just leave it to Z
Back in the mix
I got em begging like please what do you
never even finished reading a
Book before if you just got
Offended by that last sentence
You should just stop reading
Close the book and walk away because
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