Lyrics:
Ey Su
Open the kitchen, we cookin'
Made a hit by mistake, oops
My line busy, fall season like who this?
I'm the highest, fuck the roof
I'm kinda hot
I am on a whole nother level
God told me to dance with the devil
Yeah i been chillin with the heathens
Demons taking over this is our season
Demon
the rotten pages
No defence for your plain tiffs making meals of the fake shit
Earth is heaven for sadist the saddest thing is
I have to say this
world is yours this world is yours
This world is yours this world is yours
This world is yours this world is yours
Try to make it better
We have two
Ayo, this song is a bit different
It's a true story about
Um, just listen
I was
Sittin' in the car just me and my mother
Suddenly she speaks about
fuck with me
Real talk nigga, believe it
This is why they fuck with me
Do what I do, y'know?
I'm no gangster, no killer, I'm just your average Joe
sorcerer
My linguistic magic holds
Back your flow like a reservoir
This rap lecture and seminar
A wrecking bar to your repertoire my
Cortex and my cerebellum
Records, Cassidy and Clef
Stop frontin' like I ain't the reason you flow
And switched up ya whole steez a few seasons ago
And I know why this bastard is
to say this out loud
So uh, if you could sort of roll along with this thing here
This is called, "Last Thoughts on Woody Guthrie"
Um, when your mind
spit this rhyme like a riddle
Solve it
I'll probably get a D-U-I, why? Walk this line between devil and the light
The light
All I want is God by my side
gon be by my side every season
Just one little puff and I'm dreaming
Baby tell me how you feeling
I just wanna know what's the reason
Are you gon be by
of quarantine I can take
You will not ruin this sundress season for me
So please Stay your ass inside
So we can come out
By Sundress Season (Sundress Season)
It’s
NEATO Season has returned
Ladies and gentleman
It feels marvelous to be here
On this grand occasion
This is only fair warning
You have been warned
dived
Like an aircraft that crashed
They congrats you, dap you
When your back is turned they throw knives
I ain't handicapped or slow or no average
all
The way in Cleveland
All this money baby
If you need a reason
(Yeah)
We got them ps in
Got them jawns tryna
Work for the season
Got bad shit all
kiss by kiss
Just like a house, brick by brick,
So it has to be undone
[Joe Firstman]
And you got your sad eyes to hide behind
And you got your
verse 1 (Penny)
I pound the floor
I make the cyphers bare knuckle brawls
Everybody want the crown
Till they found it was full of thorns
This is war
of them praying that this clock would stop
The sun sets
The sun rises
In one breath I realized time is timeless
If I only had 60 seconds left on this earth
They know what I'm bout
I go, run mouse
This stage is my house
Flip mode
Ready, set, go, I been ready
All in it, dog then I let the stars get
all I smoke (Smoke)
Exotic is all I choke (Choke)
Smokin' on this reefer (Reefer)
In love with the dope (Dope)
Smokin' by the gram (Gram)
Up to a zip (A
say we were doing on that day of visitation
All I care 'bout is my out date and this nature of probation
How much dough I'm set to make and where I'm
Fuck what they say we were doing on that day of visitation
All I care 'bout is my out date and this nature of probation
How much dough I'm set to make
you sick when you heard the kid was rocking your girl
make you nauseus, glide through your block in twin porshes
of course is the ladies love joe
Bails in pocket this is Lawyer Lou Los
I'm pretty sure more hotties see me in that foou door roddie
Double pipes like a sawed off shotty
(Joe Budden)
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