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G Pen, mid-air High school I was getting high Teacher say I was going nowhere Now I'm worth millions that's the worst feeling Said fuck a job bought the building All these fake niggas where the real ones First-class no shoes, young nigga I got no rules 6'1", no roof, go hard won't lose And you know the truth, I got more to do Already made history once Fuck I'm supposed to do? Big bag, no seeds Yeah I rap and I grow weed When you this great, niggas don't hate It's about dollars so it can't wait Break down the gas roll another one Puff one J, roll my brother one Already stoned and I'm almost home If you high then you know where I'm coming from KK feel it all in my lungs, one puff damn got me going numb Everywhere I go niggas want some Damn, man let me get some of that shit No, high all day I ain't coming down Take two pulls then it's going round Since a young nigga I been blowing pounds Always in the sky I ain't on the ground Jump in the ride about to blow a cone Niggas at the crib so I'm solo Take this half-ounce to the dome Smoke this hash out of the bong Don't choke don't pass out until the morning In the club throwing cash out 'til it close And I stay with the pack on any coast KK cut down to a clone Gameday touchdown Randy Moss Say we just ran out so we getting more We gone smoke 'til we ain't got anymore Don't just roll one roll plenty more.
You hear that? It's paper Its bout paper, get your money man Get yours Lay up, if you wanted me, I'm 6 o'clock That mean I stay up See you niggas standing in a line I got my weight up A lot of niggas owing dues, man It's time to pay up Smoke a joint with my girl every time we wake up In your city, but don't plan on staying If you ain't talking 30 million Then we can't arrange it Yeah I treat the game like I'm renovating They call me the landlord I got all the tenants hating Look at my tennis bracelet There's all these diamonds in it And plus my watch is icy too That means it's time to get it Yeah, I think they scared of me like I'm the dentist Like it run in the fam, everyone 'round about our business And I get high off fitness That mean I'm smoking strong Bet all these diamonds will you give you something to focus on Your girl love my song My chain cool the Fonz My kush be the bomb It sing like Solange Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go That they say that we can't get dough?
All money Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go That they say that we can't smoke? Kush Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go That they say that we can't rep Taylor?
Taylor Gang Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go That we can't keep getting that paper? Hell no Big stunner, ex-weed runner My bitch hotter than the middle of the summer Rocking anything I want and Still watch for undercovers Like, I'm just on the sheet Money make me feel complete See, you don't do this everyday That mean you can't compete I'm on top of the game But I came from underneath Never tame me, I'ma beast Watch my change increase Used to just show up But now I make them pay them fees Used to smoke blunts Now I need the paper Being broke ain't in my nature Either block out what they say Or use the talk as motivation uh We at the top and know they hating Know sometimes they like the child that whine and get impatient But there ain't no complaining Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go That they say that we can't get dough?
Hell no And that's how it is I just got on the plane, you know what I'm saying? Smelling like about 5 thousand dollars worth of Khalifa Kush And I dare somebody to say something to me, motherfucker Taylor Gang or die And the gang is for gang Yeah bitch, yeah. Hallo Yeah I was trynna uh call and see what you was doing today and shit Naw, I ain't busy You the one the always got shit to do Yeah yup I know I always say that But look I ain't really got nothing to do later And uhm, I was trynna see you if that's cool Yeah I just left the gym so I'm gonna go to my crib and I'm come pick you up Just listen for my car out front Alright, I ain't gon take too long, chill Hold on Where my keys at?
Easy Rider Yeaaheaa This one goes out to all my patients and paitent-ettes With that medical weed card y'all And I heard it's legal in Nevada too Recreation on Seattle So if you got your ID Make sure you show up to your local dispensary And cop you some of Outro - Young Scrap Hosted by DJ Vlad - The Arrival : Whats My Motherfuckin Name?!
(CD) KK And tell 'em I sent you And to all the states that ain't legalize it yet Get on board man We need the green Make the world a better place By putting the grass all in your face Free the weed Let everybody's who's locked up out of jail And let all these patients get well There ain't nothing wrong with it You was just raised to think it was bad But now its time to change your mind Open your eyes y'all Look around, everybody's getting high.
Niggas always ask me why I get I tell 'em mind they fuckin' buisness I'm tryna' find a couple Swishers I think I bought a box and don't remember They watchin' this boy You see that smoke comin' out my windows? I keeps Urkle like the Winslows You smell purple when the wind blows Don't know how I wake up sober I got to sleep Can't even keep my eyes open 'Member first time I tried smoking, Wiz Damn near thought I'z gone die chokin' Smoke Kush, so that's probably why I look Eye's gettin' red, mouth all dry My memory, yo Took a trip out to Cali And man I've never been Before or even after dat Me and my niggas roll 'em back to back Until we get Yeahh On the road roll thirty blunts before a show They like how do you perform I say this is what I duz You could say yeah, I love mah drugs Matter uh fact roll another one Calm mah buzz I get er'body in this bitch Brought the Chronic Er'body get a spliff Don't smoke, get a tiny little whiff And be feelin' Smoking in my car Don't even know to drive my whip Roll another one when the first blunt's lit My energy, yo It's fadin away Yeahh You know, keep that cloud a smoke Man, stay rollin' up them Swishers Pullin' out dat bag Yeahh.
Me no conversate with the fake, that part All my bitches independent bitches, that part I just want the paper, that Outro - Young Scrap Hosted by DJ Vlad - The Arrival : Whats My Motherfuckin Name?! (CD) All my bitches flavored That part, that part, that part, that part Ayy! That part Bang this shit in the hood one time Lil bitch I'm back and poppin' Tell that ugly bitch to move away, I need more options Broke then fix your pockets, all I do is profit Quarter million, switchin' lanes That part Beggars can't be choosers, bitch this ain't Chipotle Nigga with an attitude, I feel like O'Shea Walkin', livin' legend, man I feel like Kobe I just left the strip club, got some glitter on me Wifey gonna kill me, she the female OJ Y'all don't feel me, man this ain't okay Four Seasons, take a shower, new clothes, I'm reloaded Rich nigga, still eatin' catfish That bitch ain't really bad, that's a catfish If I walk up out of Saks Fifth Have the paparazzi doin' backflips If I lay you down on the mattress Blow the back out 'til you backless Thick, we already established She just got 'em done, bra-strapless Yeah!
Okay, okay, okay, okay! That part Beggars can't be choosers, bitch this ain't Chipotle That part Nigga with an attitude, I feel like O'Shea That part Walkin', livin' legend, man I feel like Kobe That part Me no conversate with the fake, that part All my bitches independent bitches, that part I just want the paper, that part All my bitches flavored That part, that part, that part, that part Ayy! That part Bang this shit in the hood one time Lil bitch I'm back and poppin' Tell that ugly bitch to move away, I need more options Broke then fix your pockets, all I do is profit Few million made and still ain't changed That part That part That part Walkin', livin' legend, man I feel like Kobe That part I just dropped 60, man I feel like Kobe Lamar was with me, man I feel like Kobe Pippen at my weddin', man I feel like Jordan Trippin' at my weddin', I be runnin' away Ain't say shit, nigga You was listenin' close though You was listenin' to Hov's flow You wouldn't listen to the flow though Listen to the 'Go Listen to a young nigga from the 'Go though I'ma freestyle this mothafucka, who knew?
It's goin' down, hoo Shoot 'em down Bow With a. Ballin' hard, you outta bounds You dig? Swish, ayy So much money, damn it, I forgot the count Cash, cash, cash, you dig? Hoo Ayy, look at my bank account You dig? Hoo Look at the cash amount Hoo, ooh, you dig? Yeah, hoo, ooh Look at my bank account You dig? Ooh Look at the cash amount You dig?
Sippin' hard, gun on me, no need for bodyguard Aim at your body parts, yeah, take off your body parts, yeah I'm swingin' when I'm off the ecstasy Uhthat's a Molly park, yeah Iron on me, hoo-hoo, that's a Tony Stark, yeah Pourin' fours in a twenty ounce soda pop, yeah I'm O. Go over there Go over, uh, go over, hoo, go over there, what?
Ballin' hard, you out of bounds You dig? Swish, ayy So much money, damn it I forgot the count Cash, cash, cash, you dig? Ey, c'est la vie Ich gebe Gas im roten Ferrari. Oh, critiquin' My talent? Maybe your cup's full of syrup and lean Maybe I need to stir up shit, preferably Shake the world up if it were up to me Paul wants me to chill, y'all want me to ill I should eat a pill, probably I will Old me killed the new me, watch him bleed to death I breathe on the mirror, I don't see my breath Possibly I'm dead, I must be possessed Like an evil spell, I'm E-V-I-L evil, spelled Jam a Crest Whitestrip in the tip of my dick With an ice pick, stick it in a vise grip Hang it on a spike fence, bang it with a pipe wrench While I take my ballsack and flick it like a light switch Like vice-president Mike Pence Back up on my shit in a sidekick as I lay it on a spike strip These are things that I'd rather do than hear you on a mic Since nine tenths of your rhyme is about ice and Jesus Christ, man, how many times is Someone gonna fuck on my bitch?
Fuck my side chick! You won't ever see Em icy But as cold as I get on the M-I-C I polarize shit, so the thames might freeze And your skull might split like I bashed you upside it Bitch, I got the club on smash like a nightstick yeah Turn down for what? I ain't loud enough, nah, turn the Valium up! And now he wants to take it out on us. Yeah they wishin' and wishin' and wishin' and wishin' They wishin' on me, yo I been movin' calm, don't start no trouble with me Tryna keep it peaceful is a struggle for me Don't pull up at 6 AM and cuddle with me You know how I like it when you lovin' on me I don't wanna die for them to miss me Guess I see the things that they wishin' on me Hope I got some brothers that outlive me They gon' tell the story, shit was different with me God's plan, God's plan I hold back, sometimes I won't, yuh I feel good, sometimes I don't, ay, don't I finessed down Weston Road, ay, 'nessed Might go down a G-O-D, yeah, wait I go hard on Southside G, yuh, wait I make sure that northside eat And still Bad things It's a lot of bad things That they wishin' and wishin' and wishin' and wishin' They wishin' on me Bad things It's a lot of bad things That they wishin' and wishin' and wishin' and wishin' They wishin' on me Yuh, ay, ay She say, "Do you love me?
Fad] Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assuming I'm a human, what I gotta do to get it through to you? School flunky, pill junky But look at the accolades these skills brung me, full of myself, but still hungry I bully myself cause I make me do what I put my mind to, and I'm a million leagues above you Ill when I speak in tongues, but it's still tongue in cheek, fuck you I'm drunk so Satan take the fucking wheel, I'm asleep in the front seat Bumping Heavy D and the Boyz "Still chunky but funky" But in my head there's something I can feel tugging and struggling Angels fight with devils and here's what they want from me They're asking me to eliminate some of the women hate, but if you take into consideration the bitter hatred I had Then you may be a little patient and more sympathetic to the situation and understand the discrimination But fuck it, life's handing you lemons, make lemonade then But if I can't batter the women, how the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then?
Don't mistake him for Satan It's a fatal mistake if you think I need to be overseas and take a vacation To trip abroad and make her fall on her face and Don't be a retard, be a king? Think not Why be a king when you can be a god? I'm back, did anyone miss me? They said a second record could be tricky Well that's kind of funny 'cause I am not tripping My fans, they know what it is and they with me Yeah, I ain't the type that's gon' ride with the semi I came from a town with three lakes and no city I've been doing shows for nothing but pennies When I leave the stage, they never forget me Mansion was a glimpse of my life I let you see what it's like to be in my head People ask me what I think I think I be doin' If it wasn't music, I'd rather be dead You know what I said, that was like me at a 3, you don't want to see me at 10 Or maybe you do I promise if that is the case, then that is what you're gonna get If you're looking for music with watered down lyrics, I promise that you need to go somewhere else And if you want somebody to tell you everything that you wanna hear I won't be any help This flow is familiar.
I think I heard it before Oh yeah, I made it myself I left the door open to come in my mansion but I never said it's a beautiful house Some of y'all sat on the porch Looked at my windows and stared at my door They ask me if I'm going to kill it this record I laugh in their face and I ask 'em, "Do you see the blood on the floor? This type of life isn't how I envisioned it This type of life, it just ain't how I pictured it I'm in the back of the tour bus, trying to fix up my family.
It's different Not what you think it is Write a review, tell me what you think of this Give me three stars and call me and idiot But to be honest, it don't make a difference I know some people don't get it But you have no answer to Therapy Session If you don't like music that's personal, I have no clue what you people are doing here Might as well throw out the record I pull up a chair I track through my music like nobody's there Only person I judge is the one in the mirror I'm leaning into a world-I don't need y'all in my head I'm tired of hearing it You call it music, I call it my therapist She keep on telling me I have been carrying way too much baggage, I need to take care of it I know she's right, but man it's embarrassing Music has raised me more than my parents did Take out a picture of us and I stare at it Who am I kidding?
You probably ain't hearing this Show me an artist you want to compare me with You put us both on a track, Imma bury 'em Give me this shovel, it's 'bout to get scarier None of you want to attack what you staring at I see you got beats, but where is the lyrics at? NF is the logo, you know I been wearing that Don't come to my show and be sittin' in the very back I call you out in the crowd like, "There he is! I didn't plan this I'm doing things I never imagined I'm sorry but I gotta leave I don't wanna be late for my therapy session.
Bitch I'm signin' signin' I like those Balenciagas thosethe ones that look like socks I like going to the jeweler, I put rocks all in my watch cha-ching I like texts from my exes when they want a second chance what? I like proving niggas wrong, I do what they say I can't They call me Cardi Bardi, banging body, spicy mami, hot tamale Hotter than a Somali, fur coat, Ferrari rrr, woo Hop out the stu', jump in the coupe coupe Big Dipper on top of the roof Flexing on bitches as hard as I can Eating halal, driving the Lam' Told that bitch I'm sorry though sorry 'Bout my coins like Mario Mario Yeah, they call me Cardi B I run this shit like cardio Woo, facts [Chorus: Cardi B] Diamond district in the chain, chain I said I like it like that Certified, you know I'm gang, gang, gang, gang I said I like it like—, woo Drop the top and blow the brains, woo woo, I said I like it like that Oh, he's so handsome, what's his name?
Yeah I said I like it. Awesome, the christian and and Christian Dior Damn, they don't make 'em like this anymore I ask, cause I'm not sure Do anybody make real shit anymore? Bow in the presence of greatness Cause right now thou has forsaken us You should be honored by my lateness That I would even show up to this fake shit So go ahead go nuts go ape shit Especially on my best stand on my bape shit Act like you can't tell who made this New gospel homey, take six, and take this, haters N- n- now th- that don't kill me Can only make me stronger I need you to hurry up now Cause I can't wait much longer I know I got to be right now Cause I can't get much wronger Man I've been waitin' all night now That's how long I've been on ya I need you right now I need you right now Me likey I don't know if you got a man or not, If you made plans or not God put me in the plans or not I'm trippin' this drink got me sayin' a lot But I know that God put you in front of me So how the hell could you front on me?
There's a thousand you's, there's only one of me I'm trippin', I'm caught up in the moment right? This is Louis Vuitton dime night So we gon' do everything that Kan like Heard they'd do anything for a klondike Well I'd do anything for a blonde-dike And she'll do anything for the limelight And we'll do anything when the time's right Ugh, baby, you're makin' it harder, better, faster, stronger N- n- now th- that don't kill me Can only make me stronger I need you to hurry up now Outro - Young Scrap Hosted by DJ Vlad - The Arrival : Whats My Motherfuckin Name?!
(CD) I can't wait much longer I know I got to be right now Cause I can't get much wronger Man I've been waitin' all night now That's how long I've been on ya I need you right now I need you right now You know how long I've been on ya?
Since Prince was on Apollonia Since OJ had Isotoners Don't act like I never told ya [x6] Baby, you're making it harder, better, faster, stronger N- n- now th- that don't kill me Can only make me stronger I need you to hurry up now Cause I can't wait much longer I know I got to be right now Cause I cant get much wronger Man I've been waitin' all night now That's how long I've been on ya I need you right now [x4] You know how long I've been on ya?
Hook I'm not afraid to take a stand Everybody come take my hand We'll walk this road together, through the storm Whatever weather, cold or warm Just let you know that, you're not alone Holla if you feel that you've been down the same road Intro Yeah, It's been a ride I've created a monster, cause nobody wants to see Marshall no more They want Shady, I'm chopped liver huh? Well if you want Shady, this is what I'll give ya A little bit of weed mixed with some hard liquor Some vodka that'll jump start my heart quicker than a shock when I get shocked at the hospital by the doctor when I'm not co-operating When I'm rockin the table while he's operatin hey!!
You waited this long, now stop debating Cause I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovu-lating I know that you got a job Ms. Nakarat Now this looks like a job for me So everybody, just follow me Cause we need a little, controversy Cause it feels so empty, without me I said this looks like a job for me So everybody, just follow me Cause we need a little, controversy Cause it feels so empty, without me Little Hellions, kids feelin rebellious Embarrassed their parents still listen to Elvis They start feelin like prisoners helpless 'til someone comes along on a mission and yells BITCH!!!
You sent for me? Nakarat A-tisket a-tasket, I go tit for tat with anybody who's talkin this shit, that shit Chris Kirkpatrick, you can get your ass kicked worse than them little Limp Bizket bastards And Moby? There's a concept that works Twenty million other white rappers emerge But no matter how many fish in the sea It'll be so empty, without me Nakarat leh leh leh leh leh leh leh leh leh leh leh leh leh leh leh leh leh leh leh Kids!
You can't touch this Repeat 5x My, my, my, my music hits me so hard Makes me say "Oh my Lord" Thank you for blessing me With a mind to rhyme and two hyped feet It feels good, when you know you're down A super dope homeboy from the Oaktown And I'm known as such And this is a beat, uh, you can't touch I told you homeboy You can't touch this Yeah, that's how we're living and you know You can't touch this Look in my eyes, man You can't touch this Yo, let me bust the funky lyrics You can't touch this Fresh new kicks, and pants You got it like that, now you know you wanna dance.
Upon purchasing this album, You have agreed not to try this at home. Don't do drugs. Gotta take the scenic Even though we don't speak much these days It's still young money til the day i'm cremated Shit brazy Oops I mean this shit crazy I done done a lot shit for niggas who was lazy Fuck you pay me Guess it's business baby [Refrain] Okay I get so busy yeah Hoes get so dizzy yeah Tried to let her go But the hoe like a frisbee uh What you know about a milli on the schedule?
Everyday I flex it's hard to keep my schedule flexible [Verse 2] Got a milli on my schedule Send five to the city on my schedule Pretty bitch ass and titties on my schedule Switch up, that's some shit that I would never do I'm never gon' change, yeah I'm never gon' change They call me King Gold Chains, yeah I need my gold chains, yeah I need my gold rings, yeah I hear my phone ring Yeah I hear my phone ring But I'm too busy Got a milli on the schedule You just put a quarter in, shit i'm on level two Fucking up the game, aye, shit is getting sexual She want to put a real nigga on the schedule High on the pussy that's an edible Hardcore T-raw ain't nothing edited Money on the seesaw both sides levitate What's on your schedule?
Hella' hate, hella' hate Battery pack boy you're Hella' fake, hella' fake All this cake it's time to celebrate Tel em' wait Hold up I gotta check my schedule All I do is work you can check my resume [Refrain] Okay I get so busy yeah Hoes get so dizzy yeah Tried to let her go But the hoe like a frisbee uh What you know about a milli on the schedule? A to the K, get in the way I'll bring Dre and them with me And turn this day into fuckin' mayhem, you stayin' with me?
Am I gettin' through to you? You know what's comin'? You motherfuckers don't even know, do you? Take some Big and some Pac and you mix 'em up in a pot Sprinkle a little Big L on top, what the fuck do you got? You got the realest and illest killers tied up in a knot The juggernauts of this Outro - Young Scrap Hosted by DJ Vlad - The Arrival : Whats My Motherfuckin Name?! (CD) shit, like it or not It's like a fight to the top just to see who'd die for the spot You put your life in this, nothin' like survivin' a shot Y'all know what time it is, soo Arf arf, yeah, uh, yeah Grr Yeah, uh Grr Yeah, don't get it twisted This rap shit is mine, motherfucker It's not a fuckin' game Fuck what you heard, it's what you hearin' What you hearin' It's what you hearin' Listen It's what you hearin' Listen It's what you hearin' Listen X gon' give it to ya What?
Fuck waitin' for you to get it on your own, X gon' deliver to ya Knock knock, open up the door it's real With the non-stop pop-pop of stainless steel Go hard gettin' busy wit it But I got such a good heart that I'll make a motherfucker wonder if he did it Damn right and I'll do it again Yeah 'Cause I am right, so I gots to win Break bread with the enemy What?
No matter how many cats I break bread with I'll break who you sendin' me Yeah You motherfuckers never wanted nothin' but your life saved Bitch, and that's for the light day I'm gettin down, down, make a nigga say, "freeze" But won't be the one endin' up on his knees, bitch please If the only thing you cats did was came out to play Stay out my way motherfucker First we gonna rock, then we gonna roll Then we let it pop, don't let it go What? X gon' give it to ya, he gon' give it to ya X gon' give it to ya, he gon' give it to ya First we gonna rock, then we gonna roll Then we let it pop, don't let it go X gon' give it to ya, he gon' give it to ya X gon' give it to ya, he gon' give it to ya Ain't never gave nothin' to me But every time I turn around cats got they hands out wantin' somethin' from me I ain't got it so you can't get it Yeah Let's leave it at that 'cause I ain't wit it Yeah Hit it wit full strength, I'm a jail nigga So I face the world like it's Earl in the bullpen You against me, me against you Whatever, whenever, nigga, the fuck you gon' do?
I'm a wolf in sheep's clothin' What? Only nigga that you know that can chill, come back and get the streets open I've been doing this for nineteen years What? Niggas wanna fight me? Fight these tears What? I put in work and it's all for the kids But these cats done forgot what work is Uh-huh They don't know who we be Lookin' But they don't know who they see, nigga First we gonna rock, then we gonna roll Then we let it pop, don't let it go What?
X gon' give it to ya, he gon' give it to ya X gon' give it to ya, he gon' give it to ya C'mon First we gonna rock, then we gonna roll Then we let it pop, don't let it go C'mon X gon' give it to ya, he gon' give it to ya X gon' give it to ya, he gon' give it to ya Ayo, where my niggas at?
I know I got them down in the game Give 'em love and they give it back Talk too much for too long What? Don't give up, you're too strong What? Dog to the wow wow hunnies Yeah Shout out to niggas that done it C'mon And it ain't even about the dough It's about gettin' down for what you stand for, yo, for real First we gonna rock, then we gonna roll Then we let it pop, don't let it go C'mon X gon' give it to ya, he gon' give it to ya X gon' give it to ya, he gon' give it to ya C'mon First we gonna rock, then we gonna roll Then we let it pop, Outro - Young Scrap Hosted by DJ Vlad - The Arrival : Whats My Motherfuckin Name?!
(CD), don't let it go C'mon X gon' give it to ya, he gon' give it to ya X gon' give it to ya, he gon' give it to ya C'mon First we gonna rock, then we gonna roll Then we let it pop, don't let it go C'mon X gon' give it to ya, he gon' give it to ya X gon' give it to ya, he gon' give it to ya C'mon C'mon Uh, uh C'mon. I got a song filled with shit for the strong-willed When the world gives you a raw deal Set you off till you scream, "Piss off!
Screw you! Me and Bizarre in Florida Proof's room slept on floor of the motel then Dr. Dre said "hell yeah! You only get one shot Ate shit till I can't taste it Chased it with straight liquor Then paint thinner then drank till I faint And I wait with a headache And I take anything in rectangular shape Then I wait to face the demons I'm bonded to 'Cause they're chasin' me but I'm part of you So escapin' me is impossible I latch onto you like a-parasite And I probably ruined your parents' life And your childhood too 'Cause if I'm the music that y'all grew up on I'm responsible for you retarded fools I'm the super villain Dad and Mom was losin' their marbles to You marvel that?
Eddie Brock is you And I'm the suit, so call me- Venom, I got that adrenaline momentum Venom, not knowin' with 'em Never gonna slow up in 'em Ready to snap any moment-um Thinkin' it's time to go get 'em They ain't gonna know what hit 'em When they get bitten with the- Venom, I got that adrenaline momentum Venom, not knowin' with 'em Never gonna slow up in 'em Ready to snap any moment-um Thinkin' it's time to go get 'em They ain't gonna know what hit 'em When they get bit with the.
You are appreciated Verse One: 2Pac When I was young me and my mama had beef Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see her face Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place Suspended from school; and scared to go home, I was a fool with the big boys, breakin all the rules I shed tears with my baby sister Over the years we was poorer than the other little kids And even though we had different daddy's, the same drama When things went wrong we'd blame mama I reminice on the stress I caused, it was hell Huggin on my mama from a jail cell And who'd think in elementary?
Don't cha know we love ya? Sweet lady Dear mama Place no one above ya, sweet lady You are appreciated Don't cha know we love ya? Yeah they say when we grow You'll understand when you're older Guess I'm still a kid I don't know it If I'll ever let go of this Say good-bye to the old me We ain't friends anymore you don't know me I know I could die any moment If I do just remember this Hand outs create lazy people I'm not impressed with You want something in life, then why don't you go and get it?
Actions speak louder than words do, its pretty quiet, isn't it? Look at the world we live in, defined by comment sections Surround yourself with people that challenge how you think Not people that nod their head and act like they agree Those people that cut you open just to watch you bleed Always be yourself not the person that you pretend to be No These people gon' tell you that you'll never make it Then when you do they gon' say they knew you were goin' places That's just how it works, next thing you know you'll be overrated Hearing people say they miss the old you, it's crazy ain't it?
And perfect people don't exist so don't pretend to be one I don't need pats on the back from people for my achievements When I die I wanna know that I live for a reason Anyone can take your life, but not what you believe in Yeah they say when we grow You'll understand when you're older Guess I'm still a kid I don't know it If I'll ever let go of this Say good-bye to the old me We ain't friends anymore you don't know me I know I could die any moment If I do just remember this Don't take opinions from people that won't listen to yours And money's where you find happiness, you'll always be poor If you don't like the job you have then what you do it for The cure to pain isn't something you buy at liquor stores, nah The real you is not defined by the size of your office The real you is who you are when ain't nobody watchin' You spend your whole life worried about what's in your wallet For what?
Anis Ferchichi Ihr habts mitgekriegt als die Cam grad nicht mitlief Die Rapper sind nicht ehrlich vergiss sie Ich sag euch meinen richtigen Namen: Ferchichi. My name is. Can I have the attention of the class for one second? Do you like violence? Yeah yeah yeah! Wanna see me stick Nine Inch Nails through each one of my eyelids?
Wanna copy me and do exactly like I did? Yeah yeah! Try 'cid and get fucked up worse then my life is? My brain's dead weight, I'm tryin to get my head straight but I can't figure out which Spice Girl I want to impregnate Ummmm. And Dr. Dre said, Slim Shady you a basehead! So why's your face red? Man you wasted! Well since age twelve, I've felt like I'm someone else Cause I hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt Got pissed off and ripped Pamela Lee's tits off And smacked her so hard I knocked her clothes backwards like Kris Kross I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass faster than the fat bitch who sat down too fast C'mere slut!
Shady, wait a minute, that's my girl, dog! I don't give a fuck, God sent me to piss the world off! I smacked him in his face with an eraser, chased him with a stapler and stapled his nuts to a stack of paper Owwwwwwww! Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up Flashed the bartender, then stuck my dick in the tip cup extraterrestrial, running over pedestrians in a spaceship while their screming at me: lets just be friends!
Ninety-nine percent of my life I was lied to I just found out my mom does more dope than I do Damn! I told her I'd grow up to be a famous rapper Make a record about doin drugs and name it after her Oh thank you!
You know you blew up when the women rush the stands and try to touch your hands like some screamin Usher fans Aaahhhhhh! This guy at White Castle asked for my autograph Dude, can I get your autograph? This kid needs to be locked away! Get him! I'm not ready to leave, it's too scary to die Fuck that! I'll have to be carried inside the cemetery and buried alive Huh yup!
Am I comin or goin? I can barely decide I just drank a fifth of vodka -- dare me to drive? Go ahead All my life I was very deprived I ain't had a woman in years, and my palms are too hairy to hide Whoops!
I'm steamin mad Arrrggghhh! And by the way when you see my dad? Tell him that I slit his throat, in this dream I had [Nakarat].
Just stay true to you sO Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful woah They can all get fucked. Just stay true to you I think I'm starting to lose my sense of humor Everything is so tense and gloom I almost feel like I gotta check the temperature in the room Just as soon as I walk in It's like all eyes on me So I try to avoid any eye contact Cause if I do that then it opens a door to conversation Like I want that I'm not looking for extra attention I just want to be just like you Blend in with the rest of the room Maybe just point me to the closest restroom I don't need fucking man servant Tryin to follow me around, and wipe my ass Laugh at every single joke I crack And half of them ain't even funny like Ahh Marshall, you're so funny man, you should be a comedian, god damn Unfortunately I am, but I just hide behind the tears of a clown So why don't you all sit down Listen to the tale I'm about to tell Hell, we don't have to trade our shoes And you don't have to walk no thousand miles Nakarat In my shoes, just to see What it's like, to be me All be you, let's trade shoes Just to see what I'd be like to Feel your pain, you feel mine Go inside each other's mind Just to see what we find Look at shit through each other's eyes But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful woah They can all get fucked.
Just stay true to you so Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful woah They can all get fucked. I wear tens Let's see if you can fit your feet Nakarat In my shoes, just to see What it's like, to be me All be you, let's trade shoes Just to see what I'd be like to Feel your pain, you feel mine Go inside each other's mind Just to see what we find Look at shit through each other's eyes But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful woah They can all get fucked.
Just stay true to you Lately I've been hard to reach I've been too long on my own Everybody has a private world Where they can be alone Are you calling me, are you trying to get through woah Are you reaching out for me, I'm reaching out for you so Yea To my babies.
Stay strong. Daddy will be home soon And to the rest of the world, god gave you the shoes That fit you, so put em on and wear em And be yourself man, be proud of who you are Even if it sounds corny, Don't ever let no one tell you, you ain't beautiful. Your wifey say I'm lookin' like a whole snack big snack Green hundreds in my safe, I got old racks old racks L. Rockstar Rockstar Rockstar Feel just like a Still on?
Yo, is the mic on? Yeah I know sometimes things may not always make sense to you right now But hey, what daddy always tell you? Straighten up little soldier Stiffen up that upper lip What you crying about? You got me Hailie I know you miss your mom and I know you miss your dad When I'm gone but I'm trying to give you the life that I never had I can see you're sad, even when you smile, even when you laugh I can see it in your eyes, deep inside you want to cry Cuz you're scared, I ain't there?
Daddy's with you in your prayers No more crying, wipe them tears Daddy's here, no more nightmares We gonna pull together through it, we gonna do it Lainie uncle's crazy, aint he yeah? Dre And flew you and momma out to see me But daddy had to work, you and momma had to leave me Then you started seeing daddy on the T.
Shh, momma's only gone for the moment [Nakarat] And if you ask me too Daddy's gonna buy you a mockingbird I'mma give you the world I'mma buy a diamond ring for you I'mma sing for you I'll do anything for you to see you smile And if that mockingbird don't sing and that ring don't shine I'mma break that birdies neck I'll go back to the jeweler who sold it to ya And make him eat every carat don't fuck with dad haha.
DMX: What these bitches want from a nigga? On some DMX shit I group DM my exes I tell 'em they belong to me, that goes on for forever And I think we just get closer when we not together You tell me that I'm confusin' More immature than Marques Houston Cuts too deep for a band-aid solution We too deep in this thing you'll never lose me LOLOL I'm glad you find this shit amusin' Heard a lot about me 'fore we started off I know you heard that my pool parties like Mardi Gras I know you heard that my girl is sponsored by Audemars That's why she's always correctin' me when my time is off And my house is the definition Of alcohol and weed addiction You got a different vision You wanna walk around naked in the kitchen Without runnin' into one of my niggas That's not the way we livin' Too much goin' on, it's just not realistic These days I don't talk 'bout them days like I miss 'em And you shouldn't miss 'em either, we different people But every time we speakin' It's like a lot of games bein' played How's it goin' down?
If it's on 'til we gone then I gots to know now Is you wit' me or what? Yeah It's like a lot of games are bein' played How's it goin' down? Yeah I wanna know how much time you spent on them paragraphs Where you're getting me All that grey in our conversation history, you Playin' mind games, when you sayin' things Playin' mime games, we both doin' the same thing Slide on a late night You like to slide on a late night You send the "are you here?
You toyin' with it like Happy Meal 3 dots, you thinkin' of a reaction still While you're typin' make sure you tell me What type of games are bein' played? How's it goin' down? Yeah What type of games are bein' played? Yeah Remember you was livin' at The London for a month Service elevator up to We was still a secret, couldn't come in through the front Girl I had your back when all you used to do was front That's for sure though, I made a career off reminiscin' Time got a funny way of tickin', things are so much different I'll admit it, I've admitted to a lot of things Act like you know it, fuck them stories, fuck the shade they throwin' Understand I got responsibilities to people that I need And on my way to make this dough A lot of niggas cut the cheque so they can take this flow A lot of niggas cut the cheque so they can take this flow, Ohhh, ohhh Tryna give your ass the world You runnin' your fingers through my curls You knew me when the kid had waves But that's enough of that You could never say I came up and forgot about your ass And that's some real shit.
Yayo, yayo Moo-la-lah Yayo Bitch better have my money! Y'all should know me well enough Bitch better have my money! Please don't call me on my bluff Pay me what you owe me Ballin' bigger than LeBron Bitch, give me your money Who y'all think y'all frontin' on?
Like brrap, brrap, brrap Louis XIII and it's all on me, nigga you just bought a shot Kamikaze if you think that you gon' knock me off the top Shit, your wife in the backseat of my brand new foreign car Don't act like you forgot, I call the shots, shots, shots Like brrap, brrap, brrap Pay me what you owe me, don't act like you forgot Bitch better have my money! Bitch better have my money!
Pay me what you owe me Bitch better have my bitch better have my Bitch better have my bitch better have my Bitch better have my money! Turn up to Rihanna while the whole club fuckin' wasted Every time I drive by, I'm the only thing you're playin' In a drop top, doin' hundred, y'all in my rearview mirror racin' Where y'all at? Where y'all at? Bitch, bitch, bitch better have my money!
Yo, that bitch better have my money! Hold up My money! Yo, my money! That bitch better have my money! Nakarat Dido My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I.
Man how's your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? I know you got my last two letters; I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive?
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