Lyrics:
Couldn’t rule a thing, now it’s time to play the game
I am but a king, that’s surrounded by these lames
I ain’t ask to be the greatest, I just woke up and it
The Rock did
I follow ambitionz az a Ridah just like Tupac did
Put my crocs in sport mode
I record that shit with GoPro
Climbing all these silos right off
These are the tales, the freaky tales...
The tales that I tell so well...
I met this girl, her name was Joan
She loved the way I rocked
and im crunk/But the
sign say 'Name' cause you could get jumped and dumped
on stomped by these country ass niggas down hea/Where
my real niggas at?/Drink
they're killing us just for fun
I don't care, no I don't care
watch them
they're climbing us rung by rung
oh god
breathing through iron lungs
I don't
slanging that iron to slanging that furly furl
Down and dirty 'bout my phetamines...dog
And yes that trigga play ain't new to me..ya'll
These niggas be
the pussy
'Cause I've been wanna hit it for a long time
Plug came through right on time with that pack
'Cause I ain't no more, I'm bone dry
Been gettin'
the pastor, didn't know Pop had asthma
He pulled out his blue bible, change fell out his coat
Three condoms, two dice, one bag of dope
Ooh! Rev ain't right,
the pastor, didn't know Pop had asthma
He pulled out his blue bible, change fell out his coat
Three condoms, two dice, one bag of dope
Ooh! Rev ain't right,
Haunted by the loss of time
Feet stuck frozen in the snow
These crazy things you do
Shame
Shame
Shame
Oh oh oh
Shame
Shame
Shame
Oh oh oh
my mom's buick
At any given moment shawn could lose it, be on the news
Iron cuffs, arms through it, or stuffed with embalmin fluid
Shit, I'm going
layers like orange peels
Sacha Baron Cohen, Ferrell, where am I going with this?
Oh yeah, I bar at will
And when you throw the iron in it, I'm all that
Ghost Insight
3:12 PM (1 hour ago)
to me
You are listening to WNUTZ
ELEVcTOR UP
ELEVcTOR UP
CcN YOU HOLD THE DOOR
PLEcSE
ELEVcTOR UP
ELEVcTE HER
these niggas switching they sides na
Pay Attention, Look at the guidelines
Imma be a millionaire still gone
Ride wit my damn irons
Imma be that nigga
[Ransom]
Where the fuck's all these niggas saying Ran' isn't hot
I damage the block
I scramble like Randall with rocks
I'm that nigga in
Get out the whip man, I'm takin' the throne
Burnin' these wannabes down to the bone
Call me grand reaper I'm taking your soul and I toss it around
Old Reilly stole a stallion
But they caught him and they brought him back
And they laid him down on the jailhouse ground
With an iron chain around
flip
We ran off with his chopper he don't know because he bitch
I got a red bone little thot I bet she chew the dick
See these racks falling out my
voice-less
Got Glizzys Galore i'ma up one these pistols
No racing, no these ain't no starters
We ain't doing drive bys
Walk down on a nigga out stolos,
these MCs who bless (Word)
Test these MCs
You know we shine with rhymes all the time
Keep in mind don't test these MCs who bless (Word)
Test these MCs
of the charm
And more about the passionate flames
That burn deep into the soul
Infused to bone
It's bout the history and checking under every stone
For
manoeuvring to snap through the bone marrow yeah
Tipene heading up the coast so get the hoe (paddle) coz we got to go
Don't talk to me just tōkihi (echo) x3
She wanna roll with me
I stay wit that iron it will always stay close to me
I got nothing but time but I ain't got no time for a nigga to play wit me
on me, but I still don't got time
Diamonds 3D, Brought it straight to life
They say "he goated, he one of a kind"
I walk in and cop it, don't wait in no
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