Lyrics:
a train when she said we are done
Girl be talk like she doesn't know who I am
I am J O E the prodigy so shut your mouth
Climbing the hierarchy and never
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
[Andre 3000]
You ain't a hater? Can't tell
Either wish me well, go to hell or go to Yale
Study human behavior so that you know who the hell
You say you know my life…..
Hahahaha
But like most things…
It's only a peek
Kill 'em J
Both of 'em (that's two) my mother and father naw they didn't
my focus
I I only need you God
Don't let me get to far
You well know who I am
I wanna know who you are
Yeah
Jesus you died for me
Wanna serve
or a man?
I really don't care ta stand but Fifty you gon' get shot again
by the M-U-R-E-D-R INC, I'm tha rappa that sings,
totes guns an' blades. An' these
And if your dumped dumped simply don?t do this
I already got tha say tha girl, say tha say tha
Who devastatah them one annihilator
Dem M.A.J.O.R. say who
Say I ain't workin' here no more
Who do you think you are?
Rip your apron off, throw it on the floor
Run to the door, to the payphone
Make
to know
If you can get into my mind
Stimulate it
Give me good love all the time
Or are you just another man
Who's after me for all my paper
Looking for
f-o-h-n, it's a kind of wind
Yeah, I know what you mean by wind
G for Gnarly,
I for irk
H is for hour
J for jalapeño
Good in either corn or flour
mother fuckers talk so much
And I don't even know who the fuck you are so clearly
All you are is some jealous prick 'cause my music's better than your is
Once upon a time, it was a young man
Who took a risk by signing his life away
To a label that makes him wear a masquerade
Now, he's forced to be
been a corona virus virus Nani ,, there are women who have been killed by this violation ,, haiboo men what's the matter and we do not know the man ,, I
J to a are-you-l-e
Niggas can't be seriously fuckin' wit me.
What you holla 'bout
We can hit up an alley and air out
Bullets exit the barrel,
Verse One: Tash
I knew this nigga by the name of Captain Hook
Who had a record deal but no lyrics in his book
But everywhere you looked
die
Those who choose to leave me behind
Are confused cause they don't hear me cry, rather ya ears
Is ready or not, I know you can hear me now like
words drive by Los Santos
Pull up to the party with my chain and some J's on
Hittas that I'm with got my back we like 10 strong
Shitters that you brought
is a sinister character loading that 44 caliber
Infrared aimed at your jugular
Who the fuck are you? Nobody cares
You just be another nigga that needs
to die in a heartbeat
Beats per minute, if you know better, you know we are winning
Yeah, it may seem like we are weak, but we are strong it's by the song
to make shit fit, now check this shit
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the Ep along by James Todd
Smith I get
When you command God to condemn the
Things that are annoying you
Who do you think you are, mr big stuff?
You think God give a
Shit about your business?
reason
Inspired by the best breathing
J Cole Drizzy and Wayne
Will we all be chosen are we all the same?
Or should I stay in my lane?
I'm not waiting on no
days
In remembrance of ignorance oldest praise
Tell me who of them (dis-moi) will come to be
How many of them are you and me dissipation
Race relations
you're bludging in your office, scuffing muffins by computs
Thinking who the fuck are you, to tell me what to do
I want to say it to your face but I'm
answer
As you breached, I chose not to speak up
Cause I was weak, by today's standards you be fired
I just play it like Ether in 02, bitch who shot ya
If
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