Lyrics:
a k e d
s t e m s
u p f o r
i n t e r p r e t a t i o n
are pranksters
Pass me the bludclart transfer
You man are rapped like the chancer
We riding benzes
You man are still jumping fences
Rush your
the show
Would you love me if I took a fall
Would you love me if I couldn't ball
Would you go cross me out like Jamal
Are you there I need someone to call
back
If you go replay that
Replay this back
I got a diss track for you in there
I track you
I attract you
cnd map you out
GPS
P.S
You can not see where
earth a lot of people jerked around about 300,000 to Syria
Are you serious?
I could never think of burying my children p-p-period
Nigeria, I'mma yell
work
I guess I'll leave that question to the experts
Assuming that there are some out there
They're probably alone, solitaire
I can remember when
I
to pay me
Go on and put your hands up
When times are hard you stand up
L-U-P the man, 'cause a brand that the fans trust
So even if they ban us
and I work for the poor
Now tomorrow you can say you saw
KRS-One stompin' once more
I play by ear, I love to steer
The Alfa Romeo from here to there
niggas
These are the stories I don't tell the fam
These are the stories
I hold to myself
There are the cards
That I keep in my hands
Girl I cannot put you
the booth
My soul's out
I think I'm better by myself
Don't need no hoe's now
Brother out there ballin
He da goat now
Feelin up myself
Now you know
That shawty
Mr. Big Dreams no tolerance
Cut you at the house and haven't hollered since
Get bored quickly
He stay grown
So the p-a-tron had to get poured
always on the far right
She was like the the last, she was never number one,
Number two, she was always the last
And then it was like, you know, P
saucer hovin' through the air
Kendrick don't have a spare, meaning there's
No two alike, you can bet it
And I guarantee I'm right
Like a freeway exit
I
dey hear
We are working on it Nigerians pls endure
Despite everything you our leaders dey enjoy
Houses everywhere beautiful cars here and there
Live every day, be glad with what you Got wish you were here, but I'm sad that you're
Not R.I.P. to Juice when I did my last rock
R.I.P. to Loaded,
Yeah, from Chi-town to France
Yeah, we gonna do it, uh, Rhymefest and Air
How you feel there?
Rhymefest breathe this to 'em like fresh air
of 'em trick ass niggas
Come at you the wrong way loc'?
[MC Ren]
I'll beat a niggas ass on the trick just for the hell of it
There the motherfucking
a mechanism for automated consciousness, not my call
What is done is done, but don't you call me crazy
The institutions I'll reform are the ones that are crazy
Turn your radios up
You are now allowed to listen to the radio
The real niggers are back, on the radio
No slacking, no begging, no asking, no
I am gnarly
I'm riding this beat like a Harley
Puerto Rican like Bacardi
Brum, I can't feel you there
I've become so numb
R.I.P. to Chester
Homie
a diamond
I need you by my side
Call me when you need me
Girl I’m there when you need me
I’m there when you need me yea
ShegzyDLi I’m back again
I got money
R.I.P. to Nip
Got me lookin' to the sky it's all blue just like a crip
Got me thinkin' bout my grandma
Swear today these kids ain't got no manners (R.I.P
ain't no weight
My heart crushed when I heard I lost meech
Couldn't gettin over Kobe when I heard I lost Gris
Pain don't stop there
R.i.P. to the greats
showed me)
Now that I'm found, I'm taking life slow
So Heaven come faster (So you know, I'm just taking it easy)
I wanna' be there
Live in the air
Chasing
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