Lyrics:
motherfucking cannon
I'm gonna make sure that they
Dead near they pajamas
Silencers sound like firecrackers compared
To the hammer)
Listen, I already formulated
Before I die, I want to know what it’s like
To hear a whole crowd sing along to my lines
Before I die, I want an old-school ride
A Ford Mustang,
But a sound mind sound mind
These troubles in my head got me deep in prayers
Gods word in my heart
Pulls me away from fears
It's like my mind is realm
Claiming you're a killer when
You a Christian cause it makes
You sound like an idiot
You need to tell these people
Who you really is that Philly kid
Who got
seven
Blaze the hot trizack that sound like Heaven (uh-huh)
Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
Mo' mon Meth-Tical come and get some (yeah)
seven
Blaze the hot trizack that sound like Heaven (uh-huh)
Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
Mo' mon Meth-Tical come and get some (yeah)
sound, that's a soundbite
The media crucify me like they did Christ
They want to find me not breathin' like they found Mike
(Whoa-oh-oh) a girl'll run
the problems of the world go by like balloons
If tomorrow come now (it might be too soon)
Too soon?
I want the boom in the back of the truck
Ain't nuttin'
j'amortis
Stack up les bricks comme le mortier
Welcome dans le Hiphop house j'suis comme un portier
In love avec le Hip Hop sound depuis les DJs
Le Graff pis
You are listening to what's presented by that Fiya B
Rapping with that trapping mixing with all that J-A-Z-Z
I know what you're wanting in an artist
alle, die noch mit uns down sind
Und immer wiederkommen, wenn wir unseren Sound bringen
Wir sind im Haus heut' Nacht
Haben euch alte Styles
I
Ever let the picture fade to black before I say goodbye
Spot you like you Spotify
Nitty make the song cry
Imma let Illa sing his lullaby
Quicksand
clockwork
Move that behind like clockwork
Keep it coming on time like clockwork
Get that clockwork
(homie) make that clockwork (shorty)
You hear the sounds
favorite spot
Plus I like it there, 'cause I got love on the list
High powered juice, where I don't even get frisked
Walk up in the place and get love
do a little something like this I say
[ Keith Murray ]
Yo, its the permanent chilla
Occasional illa, micaphone guerilla
Savage nigga chilla
Props
and you
I say yes yes yall
To the beat yall
Party having people guaranteed to be like having a ball
Hey hey hey
We gonna do a little something like
Everything in this world is just love
I know you probably love the bar, right
You love to live that big dog life
You love to live just like a youngin'
Yup!
1, 2, 3
As it is plan to see
I go by the name of Jermaine Dupri
Dope man fresh in the place to be
And uh
[Chorus]
Oh, I think they like
Two Niggaz strapped in the front
Two strapped in the back seat
What dat sound like dat Midnight Creep
Gotta muthafuckin plan we execute to a T
What
am amazed
By Your love
By Your grace (I am amazed)
I am amazed
By Your love
By Your grace (There's nobody like you nowhere Jesus)
I am amazed
By Your
like Wimbledon
While niggas screaming, "Killa," I'm overseas in my villa
With my masseuse, nothing illa
Frank switched the plan, cop the Lexus Land
like Wimbledon
While niggas screaming, "Killa," I'm overseas in my villa
With my masseuse, nothing illa
Frank switched the plan, cop the Lexus Land
days
Same plaugues read it be exact
Why beleive me
The j silent you talking to him waiting on him
Bout to burn just like all them
Me I can't help you
a war with stars, I make niggas into ewoks
I'm a rap god but still
Human like the beatbox
Like (beatbox sounds) a one, two
Rest in peace to Biz Markie
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