Official Lyrics

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Here are the official lyrics as provided directly from the writer.

Midnight & Lion

I put on, I put on
I put on, I put on
I put on, I put on
I put on, I put on

It wasnt kind of you to bite me
But I guess everybody does it
Take a bitch from you anyway
Take a picture with me anyway
You gonna sign this ball anyway
They gonna root for me anyway
Tell them boys thats the winners way
The way I get it man, anyway

Bring the heat, I’ma bring the heat
I’ma Bring the heat, I’ma bring the heat
I’ma bring the heat, I’ma bring the heat
Like a one man army

Bring the heat, I’ma bring the heat
I’ma Bring the heat, I’ma bring the heat
I’ma bring the heat, I’ma bring the heat
Like a one man army

Bring the heat, one man
Bring the heat, one man
Bring the heat bring the heat
Like a one man army

Bring the heat, one man
Bring the heat, one man
Bring the heat bring the heat
Like a one man army

Bring the heat I’ma burn burn you down
I’ma bring the heat I’ma burn you down
I’ma bring the heat I’ma burn you down
Like a one man army

Dont need you to like me
Your girl already does it
And while you’re still struggling
These hoes paying me for nothing
Cant tell what you’re missing
I’ll reduce you to nothing
You ain’t fucking with me
then I’m calling you bluffin’
Every shot you throw up
Stuff it, put a shot up in your stuffin
While these hoes getting dicked in
Got em leaning on the kick stand
Cant tell what your missing
Competition didnt listen
Cop shocked tried greeting
Shots fired fuck your speaking

You ain’t never heard of me
You ain’t fresher than me
Cant address Mr. Me
International me
Hasta la vi, my nigga
Cant catch up to me my nigga
Were those shots fired at me my nigga?

Bring the heat, one man
Bring the heat, one man
Bring the heat, bring the heat
I’m a one man army

Bring the heat, one man
Bring the heat, one man
Bring the heat, bring the heat
I’m a one man army

Bring the heat I’ma burn you down
I’ma bring the heat I’ma burn you down
I’ma bring the heat I’ma burn you down
I’ma burn you down I’ma burn your town

If it’s a drought I’m the sun
I’m a dog better run
I’ma gun bullets bashing mashing
Clitter clatter ratter tat
and you won’t even fucking know whats happening
I’m the lion this my jungle you are sitting on my dinner plate
Fuck a reenactment bitch
All I do is demonstrate
Administrate the tape
To these haters mouth cuff em
Put em on the side of the road
And then rough em up
Damn they fuck & suck
I pray they do not procreate
Money getting long
And my pockets are on overweight
Annihilate the fucking lames
Make the haters know my name
Bring the pain spitting flames
Words hit you in the brainn
In the game shitting mane
Stars pull them to the Earth
Had to pull it out your girl
So I could fuck the universe
Got the people wondering
All he fucking does is curse
Stuck my dick up her skirt
Bitch skeet skeet skirt
Wouldn’t stop kicking you
In the face if my feet hurt

Bring the heat I’ma burn you down
I’ma bring the heat I’ma burn you down
I’ma bring the heat I’ma burn you down
I’ma burn you down I’ma burn your town

Bring the heat!
Bring the heat!
Bring the heat!
Bring the heat!

Bring the heat, I’ma bring the heat
I’ma Bring the heat, I’ma bring the heat
I’ma bring the heat, I’ma bring the heat
Like a one man army

Bring the heat, I’ma bring the heat
I’ma Bring the heat, I’ma bring the heat
I’ma bring the heat, I’ma bring the heat
Like a one man army

Bring the heat, one man
Bring the heat, one man
Bring the heat, bring the heat
Like a one man army

Bring the heat, one man
Bring the heat, one man
Bring the heat bring the heat
Like a one man army (I put on!)

Bring the heat, I’ma bring the heat (I put on!)
I’ma Bring the heat, I’ma bring the heat (I put on!)
I’ma bring the heat, I’ma bring the heat (I put on!)
Like a one man army (I put on!)

Bring the heat, I’ma bring the heat (I put on!)
I’ma Bring the heat, I’ma bring the heat (I put on!)
I’ma bring the heat, I’ma bring the heat (I put on!)
Like a one man army (I put on!)

One man army

I’ma bring the heat
I’ma bring the heat
I’ma bring the heat
I’ma bring the heat

I’ma bring the heat
I’ma bring the heat
I’ma bring the heat
I’ma bring the heat

One man army

Bring the heat
I’ma burn you down
I’ma burn you down
I’ma burn your town

I’ma bring the heat
I’ma burn you down
I’ma burn you down
I’ma burn your town

I’ma bring the heat
I’ma burn you down
I’ma burn you down
I’ma burn your town

I’ma bring the heat
I’ma burn you down
I’ma burn you down
I’ma burn your town
I’m a one man army

Hold up wait a minute
The party just beginning’
Got drink in my cup
I don’t need no luck
The bass stupid dumb
& yo body lookin yum
Can I get a little taste?
Better yet a full plate
Oh wait, slow down,
Gotta slow it down,
I’m chillin,
Then again
I came to get it in
Then again
I came to get it in

Rock with Me
Roll with Me
Rock with me
Now that I’m on
All a sudden they

Rock with me
Roll with me
Rock with me
Now that I’m on
All a sudden they wanna

Roll with a champ
Roll with a champ
Now all the girls
Wanna roll with a champ

Now they busting out in chant
Bustin out in chant
Now all these girls
They be busting out they panties

Girl you better quit playing
Your body is singing,
A song that wants me on it,
She asked if we could duet!
All night like this
Baby we should kiss
A little extra?
A little extra?

The way you moving your hips
With that look in your eyes
To me it’s no surprise
A little extra (we singing all night)
A little extra (we singing all night)
A little extra (we singing all night)
We singing all night, singing all night


Roll with a champ
Roll with a champ
Now all the girls
Wanna roll with a champ
Now they busting out in chant
Busting out in chant
Now all these girls
They be busting out they pants

(Crazy, crazy)

A fiend the way I get it
Aquafina get it drippin
Have you leaning like you sippin
Swear to god I’m what you’re missin

Take you down like submission
Another round switch positions
50 shades without fiction
Undressed the mate French kissing

Ass clapping like ovations
Not a public demonstration
People know bout our relation

They know we fuckin understanding
Ruin neighbors sleeping patterns
Hear the knocking hear the banging
Like an opera have her sangin’

In behind it like I’m flanking
Whoop that ass she like the spanking
Hit that trench with my
Sniper riffle tank cannon

Hurricane Katrina
Get it wet & get it rainin’
Open gate show me the way in
Bill Clinton Watergate’n

Open brain in the Carson
Gladiator my arena protractor
Tame her every angle ballerina

C. Laney be the goat
Michael with the J like Phelps
With the backstroke
No backstreet

Show you what I’m made of
Don’t know what it’s made of
No it’s not a water bed
But I still make that bitch float

Rock with Me
Roll with Me
Rock with me
Now that I’m on
All a sudden they

Rock with me
Roll with me
Rock with me
Now that I’m on
All a sudden they wanna

Roll with a champ
Roll with a champ
Now all the girls
Wanna roll with a champ

Now they busting out in chant
Bustin out in chant
Now all these girls
They be busting out they panties

She killin’ the game
Nobody fresher
She got more looks
Than a dresser

Took one look,
I’m tryna undress her
“I bet that pussy tighter
Than a wool sweater”

“I bet that pussy tighter
Than them new J’s”
My homie say “she loose
You might fade away

Fade away,
Like them other niggas,
You gon’ follow up on
Them other niggas”

Girl look good
& she got a friend too,
That’s one for the homie
We tryna alley-oop

Somethin’ like a bird
When I come swoop through
BlackBerry Curve
These hoes, select few

Tell me what’s the word
Are u scared? Or nah?
Can I get fries w/ that
Shake, or nah?

You came to the party
With a man? Or nah?
Can a nigga get a lap dance?
Or nah?

I ain’t really got plans tonight
“I’m tryna have a party without pants tonight”
“Mix your plans, your plans with mine
Make our plans, our plans combine”

These girls these women, two fine
if you don’t mind can I waste your time?
Crystal Dime, wrist on shine
please stop me if you heard this rhyme…

My flow a potent love potion
I’m tryna get to the throat &
I’m better known for my pokin’
that’s why they got they legs open

She don’t understand me, She came from Miami
‘Heat’ fan, lie, she tryna win a Grammy
Light skins, dykes, these hoes cant stand me
Dark skin, man, I do it with the risk man

Grit’s man, Kick-Stand, leave a girl in quicksand
Not a boxer, but comin’ with the hits man
Bad bitches rad bitches something you don’t get man
Sad bitches rat bitches, something you can get man

Onomatopoeia got her comin’ from the rear
I’m Hanging on a yacht & I’m pissin’ off the pier
Whatchu call fear? What you call fear
End your career, what you called fear

You don’t wanna see um, got hands coliseum
Put you down in front of everybody, nowmuseum
You ain’t with them hands got em jumping gymnasium
Damn everybody in this bitch like a stadium

Damn this bitch is loose, call the tooth fairy
Dupe dupe dupe dupe dupe, got the tooth fairy
Damn this bitch is loose, lets run a train
Choo choo choo choo choo, here come the train

“Damn Charles Laney! He ain’t from Miami!”
Light skins dikes, these hoes can’t stand me
All up in this beach couldn’t pull out plan B
Left hand salty, right hand sandy

These girls these women, two fine
If you don’t mind can I waste your time?
Crystal Dime, wrist on shine
please stop me if you heard this rhyme…

My flow a potent love potion
I’m tryna get to the throat &
I’m better known for my pokin’
That’s why they got they legs open

I’ma king in the game, now they really know
Y’all spittin’ old shit, I’m original
Y’all really slow, I’m in the lead tho
I’m finna ice em out, I’m shootin’ free throws

I don’t need to gloat, I am really dope
I’m in a cruise ship, you are not afloat
No competition, you are not a threat!
Rock star solo, you can’t even fret!

You can’t even get, like me
You can’t even do it, I’m Nike
You can’t even see me on TV
I’m HD you third world country!

No, you can’t get up on my level
I pull the strings like Geppetto
I’m heavy metal your plastic
Couldn’t get on my level with gymnastics

I’m classic, your shit Jurassic I’m past it
Your records broken I smashed it
Better get out my face before I spaz quick
You won’t see it comin’ like magic

Flow elastic, you a ratchet I’m fantastic
You’re a sad song go play in traffic–wait!
Do you see me in the winners circle
Doin’ back flips, I’ma star like my name is Patrick

Tearin’ through your defense,
Gonna score a hat trick
Cause I’m mad quick
& there’s nothin’ you can do It is so tragic
Why my haters lookin’ blue?
The must be asthmatic
Brown paper bag it, my flow on automatic
Superstar, I’m pro
These other niggas? So-so
I’m takin’ down the best
While they’re losin’ to Joe blow
& I ain’t even around
But I still run the town hoe
The neighbors do not know me,
But they know I put it down tho!

How they know I put it down though?
How they know I put it down though?
How they know I put it down though?
How they know I put it down though?

How they know I put it down though?
How they know I put it down though?
And they know I put it down though!
The neighbors do not know me
but they know I put it down though!

These girls these women too fine
If you don’t mind can I waste your time?
Crystal dime, wrist on shine
Please stop me if you heard this rhyme…

My flow, a potent love potion
I’m tryna get to the throat &
I’m better know for my pokin’
That’s why they got they legs open

These girls these women too fine
If you don’t mind can I waste your time?
Crystal dime, wrist on shine
Please stop me if you heard this rhyme

My flow, a potent love potion
I’m tryna get to the throat &
I’m better know for my pokin’
That’s how they know I put it down though

Will you, will you be waiting
Will you be waiting, when I arrive?
Hit me, when I touch down
When I touch down, in your town

Somebody’s breaking me up Lord,
Breaking me up Lord, breaking me down…

Hold up wait a minute
They thought I was finished
Hopped up out the grave
Not a scratch not a blemish

You left no impact, still intact
Says my grave mask
Massacre these haters
They scared dripping mascara
On the wood floor
My swagger is signature
In my past life
They wrote up my obituary
Rap game literature
Who letting these randoms in
Before I touched down
She gave it up to random men

Dressed up so alluring
Bitch I’m decorating
Blood stained everything
All black everything
Disrespect me &
You’ll see all black everything

This is not a fashion show!
This is not a fashion show!
This is not a fashion show!
Fresh to death but this is not a fashion show
This is not a fashion show! (Uh)
This is not a fashion show! (Uh)
This is not a fashion show! (Uh)
Dressed to kill but this is not a fashion show

I am no professional!
Still sound perfect though
comin’ with the hits tho
I am no professional!
I think they need more stitches,
Coroners takin’ pictures
I am no professional!
Man these boys better listen
better pay attention
I am no professional!
They better learn the name though,
kill them hoes at their own fuckin’ game tho

This is not a fashion show
This some damn that nigga on some
Kind of outer space flow,
People say they get this shit
But really they don’t get it tho
This is uncontestable
This is unbeatable
Undefeatable,
This that you ain’t even mean to see it show (I ain’t see it)
This that unmentionable (we ain’t see it!)
You so unreliable
I told you to save the cake you gave it to my rival
Not gonna lock you in no cage bitch
This that fuckin’ murder flow
What you know bout murder tho
Ya’ll be light weights
That I ate
This some heavyweight shit, tribulate shit
Section 8 shit, this some rob you for your braces, shit
This that shh you don’t even believe
Fuck you… you ain’t even gonna speak
You ain’t even gonna eat, I’m the only one bringing food to the table

Don’t say shit
Don’t say shit
I thought I told your fucking ass don’t say shit
Don’t say shit
Don’t say shit
I thought I told your fucking ass don’t say shit
If you ain’t talking proper then you ain’t talking to me
If you ain’t talking proper then you ain’t talking to me
If you ain’t talking proper then you ain’t talking to me
I thought I told your fucking ass don’t say shit

They gon’ be like what? They gon’ be like who?
They gon’ be like what? They gon’ be like who?
They gon’ be like what? They gon’ be like who?
They gon’ be like what? They gon’ be like what?

They gon’ be like what? They gon’ be like who?
They gon’ be like what? They gon’ be like who?
They gon’ be like what? They gon’ be like who?
They gon’ be like what? They gon’ be like what?

They gon’ be like what? They gon’ be like who?
They gon’ be like what? They gon’ be like who?
They gon’ be like what? They gon’ be like who?
They gon’ be like what?

This is the original
This is the best version
This is the first version
This is the last version
This is the greatest
This is the latest
This is the newest
This is the new trend
This is the blueprint
So you better listen closely
Consequences are so costly
Competition never cross me
Competition know we don’t play
Competition see the gun play
Dressed to kill & that’s everyday
When they see me they gon’ fade away

This is not a fashion show!
This is not a fashion show!
This is not a fashion show!
Fresh to death but this is not a fashion show
This is not a fashion show! (Uh)
This is not a fashion show! (Uh)
This is not a fashion show! (Uh)
Dressed to kill but this is not a fashion show

I am no professional!
Still sound perfect though
comin’ with the hits tho
I am no professional!
I think they need more stitches
Coroners takin’ pictures
I am no professional!
Man these boys better listen
better pay attention
I am no professional!
They better learn the name though,
Kill them hoes at their own fuckin’ game tho

I am no professional
But I’m comin’ with the hits tho
I am no professional
But I’m comin’ with them hits tho
I am no professional
But I’m comin’ with them hits tho
I am no professional
But I’m comin’ with them hits tho
This is not a photo op
This is just a headshot
& I am not your angry ex
But you can get your head cropped
Off the top, I don’t box
But I’m dealing body shots
Bobby Smurder with the murder
Beat so cold this shits a burner
Hide ya kids and hide ya wife
I’m comin’ like a thief a night
Rare event–lightning strike
Charles Laney–nothin’ nice
Here to avenge this
Cheers to revenges
Slit the devils throat
Cut them snakes off my friends list
Cut the heads off the goat
Got the whole game yoked
Haters overflow
But I’m comin’ with the drain-o
You already dead so
Run in cause you scared hoe
Money on your head hoe
This what we bled for
Money in your hand?
Better scream if you’re a fan
I get what I demand
Better bow to Amen
And I am what I am
And I am Amun
If I am a man
Then I am, Amen
You better tell them men
That A man told you…
This is not a fashion show…
This is not a fashion show…
This is not a fashion show…
This is not a fashion show…

We don’t think, you even get it
Obviously, you ain’t wit it
While you’re reaching for your phantom hit
I’m sending you an ambulance

Don’t stop, don’t stop no
Can’t drop, can’t drop no
Might be an Olympic diver
The way I never flop tho

& I’m good got the heavy hand
Your man a lame, he don’t stand a chance
People came here to see you dancing
On me girl, take a stance

Cause I take off the bras & panties
Take off the bras & panties
Take off the bras & panties
Man I know feminists can’t stand me

She can’t stand me
(I can’t stand you)
But she gon’ make that pussy pop
like she planned to

She can’t stand me
(I can’t stand you)
I’m gone make that pussy pop
Like I planned too

Planned to, plan two, she gon’
Make that pop-pop like I planned to
Planned to, plan two, she gon’
Make that pop-pop like I planned to

Pop-pop-pop-pop

Show me what you got girl
I know you got some moves
I can keep a secret baby
What that mouth do?
Hello Cinderella
Why you actin’ brand new?
& you just want the money baby
(kah-ching), I just want you

Cool girl, cool girl, you could be my
Think I want a hot girl, I’d rather have a
Cool girl, cool girl, you could be my
Think I want a hot girl, I’d rather have a

Cool girl, cool girl, you could be my cool girl
Think I want a hot girl, I’d rather have a cool girl
Cool girl, cool girl, you could be my cool girl
Think I want a hot girl, I’d rather have a cool girl

Best player in the game
You can’t defend
Sharks no life guard
Welcome to the deep end

Peter pan, windy city
And I got your Wendy with me
All up in the air waves
Got her comin’ four ways

Doing the impossible
Competition mock-able
Laughing my way to the bank
Manny Pacquiao

Might hit the vacay spot, stop
Criticism can’t make it stop

Might get lucky
Baby take a shot
Ricochet, that ass baby
Don’t you stop

Anything your doin
I can make it Hot
Slow motion with me
like The matrix, stop

Back the fuck up
Body guard Godzilla
Movie theater flow
I Michael Jackson thrill her

When I beat it up
I beat it up all night though
Beat it up, beat it up
Beat it up, beat it up

Bird, comin’ from the air
To your underwear, even in your hair
I’m so everywhere
How did that get there?

Bird, comin’ from the air
To your underwear, even in your hair
I’m so everywhere
How did that get there? (bird)

Peter pan, Windy City,
And I got your Wendy with me
All up in the air waves
Got her comin’ four ways (bird)

Peter Pan, windy city
And I got your Wendy with me
All up in the air waves
Got her cumin four ways

Cool girl, cool girl, you could be my
Think I want a hot girl, I’d rather have a
Cool girl, cool girl, you could be my
Think I want a hot girl, I’d rather have a

Cool girl, cool girl, you could be my
Think I want a hot girl, I’d rather have a cool girl
Cool girl, cool girl, you could be my
Think I want a hot girl, I’d rather have a cool girl

Replaying here we go again
Syrup sipping villain
Rollin’ up Napoleon
I’m climbing up the hill again

Knocking like Jehovah’s man
You rocking like you know this man
Restock hit the block
Baby I’m alive again

Ain’t no fuckin stranger
Hit the street with bangers
She had her whole tongue out
Doubled up, middle fingers

Heard she fucked a singer
& he can’t even tame her
I ain’t tryna crawl up on
Her crusty ring finger

I know she came to linger
She lookin’ for the wiener
& I ain’t got the time
To try & tighten a vagina–so broad

Show me what you got girl
I know you got some moves
I can keep a secret baby
What that mouth do?
Hello Cinderella
Why you actin’ brand new
& You just want the money baby
I just want you

Cool girl, cool girl, you could be my
Think I want a hot girl, I’d rather have
Cool girl, cool girl, you could be my
Think I want a hot girl, I’d rather have a

Cool girl, cool girl, you could be my cool girl
Think I want a hot girl, I’d rather have a cool girl
Cool girl, cool girl, you could be my cool girl
Think I want a hot girl, I’d rather have a cool girl

Moving so fast I cant be stopped
Always be roast, no coffee–pot
Stop, pause, take my pulse
Drummers be drumming you can feel the pulse
Moving to the beat move you feet get rhythm
Squares to a prism what’s a diamond to an album
I can see em hiding’ so I go & get em
Coach said “get em’ & I told coach “got em”
Raw I go in, wet like lotion
No commotion, speaker roasting
I’m hot smoking, bread French toasting
I’m past hot like I’m straight molten
Call me token, I be pokin’
Bad Bitch getting’ so outspoken
French broad stealing, lady thrilling
I’m so hot I burn the building

You know I run through crews
I’ll lick them grooves
Freak bitches dizzy
That work?
I put in
I put in all day

And you know this
You notice right
And you know this
You know that’s right
I put In work
Freak bitches all day!

License plate I registrate her
I run the streets like a legislator
Serve you up like I’m your waiter
With more swag like I’m a caterer
Shawty going hard like she mad at me
Shawty going hard like she mad at me
Shawty going hard like she mad at me
Back that ass up for a big pappy

Girl look good & she got a lil’ ump
Nothin’ like a dumpster but got junk in the trunk
No need to dump her if she got what you want
& I’m not one to brag but I do my own stunts
Shawty going hard like she mad at me
Shawty going hard like she mad at me
Shawty going hard like she mad at me
Back that ass up for a big pappy

You know I run through crews,
I’ll lick them grooves
Freak bitches dizzy
That work?
I put in
I put in all day

And you know this
You notice right
And you know this
You know that’s right
I put In work
Freak bitches all day!

(Freak, freak)

Paper Paper Paper man
Money ain’t an issue
Hot ass fire and I get more ass than a tissue
I’m a ball hog think I’m passing bitch forget you
Never coming back like the mail man missed you
Never coming back like we up by 40
Leave you on your back like you drank 4 40’s
Leave you in the dust like I run a 4 40
& drown you in my flow like it rained for 40

Listen to my story
Lion I be roaring
Never sleep on me
Cause a nigga never boring

No such thing as dripping
Always I be pouring
I couldn’t hear your verse
Over all the people snoring

Back that ass up & look back at it
Back that ass up & look back at it
Back that ass up & look back at it
Look back at it & look back at it

Word on the street is I spit straight heat
If a sucker try me he can taste defeat
If they run up on me they can catch these feet
These hands catch a man; catch a body, so unplanned

There is no plan B, if you plot on C.
Laney too cool got these bitches at a drool
Like a picture they at a stand still
Oh no don’t remind me
Got 3 goons behind me

Swept her off her feet like her name was Hermione
Never on time but I come through timely
Come through blinding
All up in her eye now
Grinding like I’m like Psy now
‘Gangnam style’
Even if you tried cant jack my style
So unique & I don’t know how I’m
Way to cool for school
I showed up just to hit the pool

You know I run through crews
I’ll lick them grooves
Freak bitches dizzy
That work?
I put in
I put in all day

And you know this
You notice right
And you know this
You know that’s right
I put In work
Freak bitches all day

You know I run through crews
I’ll lick them grooves
Freak bitches dizzy
That work?
I put in
I put in all day

And you know this
You notice right
And you know this
You know that’s right
I put In work
Freak bitches all day!

(Freak, freak)

All good things come with hard work
I had to lift up that skirt
All good things come with hard work
I had to lift up that skirt
All good things come with hard work
I had to lift up that skirt
All good things come with hard work
I had too…

Hard work can win ya Grammys
Had to lift up them panties
Hard work can win ya Grammys
Had to lift up them panties
Hard work can win ya Grammys
Had to lift up them panties
Hard work can win ya Grammys
Had to lift up them panties

All good things come with hard work
I had to lift up that skirt
All good things come with hard work
I had to lift up that skirt

Hard work can win ya Grammys
Had to lift up them panties
Hard work can win ya Grammys
Had to lift up them panties

Run through crews
I’ll lick them grooves
Freak bitches dizzy
That work?
I put in
I put in all day

And you know this
You notice right
And you know this
You know that’s right
I put in work
Freak bitches all day!

All good things come with hard work
Had to lift up that skirt
All good things come with hard work
Had to lift up that skirt

Hard work can win ya Grammys
Had to lift up them panties
Hard work can win ya Grammys
Had to li…

Make your movements
Follow my directions
This is a movie
Film misdirection

Loving my erection
In her midsection
This is perfection
We don’t need protection

When you get this blessing
Fuck a loose connection
You acute I’m wrecking
Make a mess a lesson

Gotta chill you stressing
Got them walls a stretching
Like a yoga session
There’s a soul obsession

There’s a whole selection
Of hoes in leggings
And exposures flashing
Looking for projection

In that case I’m speeding
Pass that ass your a special breeding
You’ll be burning up
Why not turn up the heating?

We can make it hot
We can make it hot
We can make it hot

Paint the city black
When we’re running it back
Knock it out the park
When I smash it–heavy bat

You can feel it in your spine
And you feel it up your back
You better act know
Get your ass up in the sack

It was hot it was wet
It was hot and wet
When I used to slide through
Get you dripping wet

No shirt no shoes
But you still got sex
And you won’t forget it
I promise you’ll regret it

When I’m long long long gone
When I’m long long long gone
When I’m long long long gone
When I’m long long long gone

There’ll be no second chance
There’ll be no second chance
There’ll be no second chance
There’ll be no second chance

Better act know because I’m moving fast
Better act know because I’m moving fast
Better act know because I’m moving fast
Cause I’m moving fast

Make your movements
Follow my directions
This is a movie
Filming Miss Direction

It was hot it was wet
It was hot and wet
& I won’t forget it
I promise you’ll regret it
When I used to slide through
Get you dripping wet…
Forget it, I’ll promise you’ll regret it

When I’m long long long gone
There’ll be no second chance
When I’m long long long gone
There’ll be no second chance

When I’m long long long gone
When I’m long long long gone
There’ll be no second chance
There’ll be no second chance

Man I don’t play,
I.D.K. Who the F.U.C.K.U is
You can’t see me
We stay moving, stay grooving
Keep the music flowing
Recipe for non-stop,
Non-stop, non-stop

Call me Mr. Party
2 bad bitches on my body
& they so attached to me
I think they tryna get naughty

Hottie body left Hottie body right
Nicknames for the night
Halle, Halle Berry would be nice
Mix some vodka with this sprite

& I was right I guess
You’re both Halle Berry Tonight,
If the light is right, make up good,
Megan Good wish she could
Get like you two
Wishing on a wishing well
Kiss them girls & never tell
I’m sarcastic as hell
I’m sarcastic as hell

Beauty’s our design
Beautiful by design
Your skin babe is so sublime
But I am so ugly

It’s okay when I look at you
My skin glows a little bit brighter
Smile a bit wider
Baby your my fire
Taking me higher

Beauty’s our design
Beautiful by design
Your skin babe is so sublime
But I am so ugly
It’s okay when I look at you
My skin glows a little bit brighter
Smile a bit wider
Baby your my fire
Taking me higher

Verse two, thirsty hoes
& they think they all that
& they talking all smack
Don’t know they shits whack

Swear they spit straight facts
Swear that they a – tract
Well I’m bout to throw it up
Well I’m bout to show em up

I’ma bring some girls into this room
That will make them rethink their lives
Make them question their whole truth
They’re begging me for the proof
Here is proof that
That the world don’t revolve around you
Quit talking like you
Leaking the fountain of youth

& I was right I guess
You’re both Halle Berry Tonight,
If the light is right, make up good,
Megan Good wish she could
Get like you two
Wishing on a wishing well
Kiss them girls & never tell
I’m sarcastic as hell

(They Know)

Beauty’s our design
Beautiful by design
Your skin babe is so sublime
But I am so ugly
It’s okay when I look at you
My skin glows a little bit brighter
Smile a bit wider
Baby your my fire
Taking me higher

(But I… am so ugly?
Question mark, question mark, question mark)

Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
I’m hoed up
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
I’m hoed up
Hyped up
Hyped up
Hyped up
I’m hyped up
Hyped up
Hyped up
Hyped up
I’m hyped up
Python
Python
Python
Gotta python
Python
Python
Python
Gotta python
Tool belt
Tool belt
Tool belt
Got the tool belts
Tool belt
Tool belt
Tool belt
Got the tools
Jewels with em
Jewels with em
Jewels with em
Got the juice
Jewels with em
Jewels with em
Jewels with em
Got the juice
Got the club turnt
Got the club turnt
Got the club
Turnt up
Turnt up
Got the club turnt up
Mad bitches
Bad bitches
Mad bitches
Baggage’s
Mad bitches
Bad bitches
Mad bitches
Baggage’s
Taking pictures
Taking pictures
Taking pictures
VIP
Taking pictures
Taking pictures
Taking pictures
Of ugly me…

I’m so ugly???
Probably so..
Apparently

Beauty’s our design
Beautiful by design
Your skin babe is so sublime
But I am so ugly
It’s okay when I look at you
My skin glows a little bit brighter
Smile a bit wider
Baby your my fire
Taking me higher

Beauty’s our design
Beautiful by design
Your skin babe is so sublime
But I am so ugly
It’s okay when I look at you
My skin glows a little bit brighter
Smile a bit wider
Baby your my fire
Taking me higher

I don’t know, no,
whats really been going on
why I’m still fixated on
who’s in your bed?

I bet you know (I bet)
better than the rest of us
I’m still fighting that old
War in my head (never ending)

But here’s what I know
More than you do know
Even you still bleed

More than you’d like to
& you get lied to
Still, even more than me!

Cause I’m still in your head!
& it’s so damn crowded!

With ghosts of men
Split you in two
You’re running with
Some fuckin’ wounds

& Your still
Being chased by the storm &
It’s dry as fuck
Your only one that’s runnin’
You can’t take a break
Constant rain is down pouring
The flood has risen up
& it’s Midnight in the Morning

& Your still
Being chased by the storm &
It’s dry as fuck
Your only one that’s runnin’
You can’t take a break
Constant rain is down pouring
The flood has risen up
& it’s Midnight in the Morning

& your still

Being chased …
By the ghost…
Of the past …
You can’t pass …

Woe is me
The woe is me
Your struggling
But not like me

You can’t sleep
Well, I can’t breath
& you moved on so easily

I guess that means your winning though
I made this instrumental though
I created from what we went through
I took my pain & made it beautiful

& Your still
Being chased by the storm &
It’s dry as fuck
Your only one that’s runnin
You can’t take a break
Constant rain is down pouring
The flood has risen up
& it’s Midnight in the Morning

I know this song is over due
You don’t know just what I’d do for you
Know I’ve always stayed true to you
Never was a slave so dutiful

Woe is me, the woe is me
I founded them, but now I weep
Found this gem while out on sea
It’s stranded here obviously

The perfect tragedy
Create a masterpiece
From pieces of what disaster
Reeked, from mass catastrophe
Bits & pieces very
Extra ordinary
I’ve grown more than weary
Slip through mortuaries
Found the more the merry — E.R.

See our,
“We are”
Not what
“We were”
Not what
We “were”
Not what
“We” were

I hate that
“we were”
So close
“we” were
I hate that
“we were”
So close
we “were”

So close
Now you run away
& I’m stormy day
& you run away

& we were so close
Now you run away
& I’m stormy day…

& You’re still
Being chased by the storm &
You’re the only one that’s runnin’
Constant rain is down pouring
& It’s Midnight in the Morning

& You’re still
& It’s dry as fuck
Your only one that’s runnin’
You can’t take a break
Constant rain is down pouring
The flood has risen up
& it’s Midnight in the Morning
& your still

Runnin’ every day
I see you every day
I see you runnin’ away
When see me
Comin’ with the clouds every day
I see you runnin’ away

I record fire, fire catches fire
Fire me fire man I’m burning up
Hot as flames fire, I’m on fire man
Mr. Fireman, come again?

I record dope dope inducing dope
Dope me, dope man I’m doping up
Dope as fuck, dope.
I’m already high as fuck Mr. Dope man, come again?

I record coke, coke drinking’
Coke-a-snortin, cop a key
Coke man, coked up
Coke importing coke
Cocoa-cane, cocoa-cola
Ra Ah So Me leggo,

Step up on the scene
Like a prince wearing purple
Purple memories don’t exist to me
Who needs friends when you got
Plenty of frienemies?

Real enemies,
They jealous
Hoes see me, start acting
Over-zealous
There is nothin’ you can tell us
That we don’t already know
I mean I heard the same story
Like an hour ago

Bust up on the scene,
I’m like a heavy duty power load
Shake the whole house
Like we in the ghetto

Ladies love the vibrato
G-spot in the cut
We had to make a come up

Bullet proof vest in the middle of the shoot out
I survived, not surprising’ death couldn’t hold me back
Alpha stocks, I keep rising…. yo C. Laney
Catch ya lying, yo C. Laney, leave some crying
Rest in peace to all the deceased its the king

Midnight & lion, Midnight & Lion
Midnight & lion, Midnight & Lion
Midnight & lion, Midnight & Lion
Midnight & lion, Midnight & Lion

Searching for them brighter days, brighter rays,
Brilliant so we can buy those Ray Ban’s
And be so material, and act like we
Never even begged to see em
But now we neglect em, mistreat em
Don’t see em, those older days
Were the colder days, but now I’m chillin’
With my feet up, these are vacation days

Doesn’t really matter tho I’m out here,
Pop a wheelie flow, put in so much hard work
At 24, I became the longest living OG
Originally gangster–allegedly

A G, claim to be celebrity prophetically
Unbearably, better be, prepared to see
Scared to see my legacy stare at me
I’m who the real Pharaoh should be & it’s me

Bullet proof vest in the middle of the shoot out
I survived, not surprising’ death couldn’t hold me back
Alpha stocks, I keep rising…. yo C. Laney
Catch ya lying, yo C. Laney, leave some crying
Rest in peace to all the deceased its the king

Midnight & lion, Midnight & Lion
Midnight & lion, Midnight & Lion
Midnight & lion, Midnight & Lion
Midnight & lion, Midnight & Lion

But really though For really though?
I’m thinking bout love
Thinking bout love
Yeah I’m thinking bout love

Opened up Apocrypha
Singing bout drugs
Might’ve took em might’ve got high
Might’ve overdosed and died

I feel my feet touch the sky I’m so important,
So important, can’t have kids I’m too impotent
Told me your love was the best
At the critical moment proved-impotent

Bitch you guessed it
Seen it comin’
When I stuck my thumb in
Simultaneously Lookin’ for the fame I see

You only ride where the rangers be
I’m right where the bangers be
I started an agency
You staring-aging seeing me

Got you growing grey hairs
I might even shed a tear
Either way, lay away the game
Pick it up later for some lay ups

You slip & miss, step ya pay up
See me comin’ I’m on the way up
I’ma teleprompter
She gonna tell me prompt

Fuck the bank teller
Rumpelstiltskin in her pale skin
Going’ all in she gon’ love this Dickson
She wish she had me

Under lock & key, need my money promptly
So she bring it to me gotta get your own bitch
This dick ain’t free I’m only covering for me
And I’m smart as Ivy league

You D-league, boy you terrible
Like delinquents, so sorry peeping’ tom
Yo ya’ll some hot tamales But I’ma need to see some
ID’s before I let you hotties in this party

They never paid me my fees
So they gon’ pay me in deez
L’s they gon’ fail
When I throw em in jail

Gone be screaming in hell
No such thing as a bail
Nor a saved by the bell
When the heat is for real

Better throw in the towel
Before you empty your bowels
And be burned in your own waste
A nasty disgrace

See I’m so fresh
And so clean
I’ma exit the scene
Flyest you ever seen

Might never have a queen
Cause who better than me?
Who can make a better me
Than me? But God

I’m the greatest
Told em before I came in
The game the latest

Like I showed up just before they glowed up
And tried to outshine what’s mine
One time, one crime not even no reason,
Came in the game, cause these niggas talking treason

Now they fall like the season
Shifting so shifty
Went from life to death
Point four zero sixty
They go zero to a hundred
Nigga real quick
But I’ma keep it 100
I’ma keep it a desert

The only time you see me
Is when I’m changing’ the weather
And I only get better
Money hands on Mayweather

See me float like a feather
Reading U like a letter
You ain’t even nothin new
Every thing I do pinnacle

Mountain dew, I’m chopping em up
I’m chalking em up
They been talking it up
Show em what’s really up

Gotta beat em to the ground
Got a beat up in the ground
Gotta beat down heavy pounds
Trade the beat in for some pounds bitch

I don’t kick it I punt it
Out the part I’ma shark
See me lurk in the dark
This is not what you want

I’ma keep this shit blunt
All your statures is chump
Attack if you want
Only sharp as the blunt

Sparking up outside
They comin’ for me like Smokey
Friday I’m stunting
On the bear doin’ drugs

This is not even fair
I went way past a dare
D.A.R.E
fucked her derriere

Circumcised lamb skin
Strength on Samson
Overpowered hue-man
That’s a colorized view man

When you shine this brightly
Hose come, like moth flies beside me
I’m a fire ant,
Keep em wet as fire hydrants

Hoes get thirsty
When they’re thirty
Minutes in the tub
Yea I did her dirty

Dick game–entertainment,
Send a pussy to retirement
No stop perspiring,
She said “I need a break”

Though a really long break
In between shifts, put it back in
My accountants back &
You’re average & I mean it!

I knock the cobwebs
Off that pussy
when you’re sexually active
Get you all hyperactive, make it nasty

Like Venus I’m sex god
‘Thank You God Always’
Pussy on layaway,
Till then stay away

Rap game hedgehog,
Getting it in pronto
Sex God, head hog,
Getting hella frontal

King Tut: fuck slut
Came in a big butt
“Damn my numbers low
But I swear I’m on a come up!”

King Tut: all gold
Never will I rot in mold
“Damn I’m so good
I keep myself in a safe hold”

King Tut: I titty fucked
You came in a broke slut
“Never even gave the kid
A decent place to grow up”

King Tut: gold mane
Lion spitting propane
“Not a single record sold,
Album still went gold mayne”

King Tut: you silly slut
bitches love a piece of her
“Immature pitchers,
Jungle juice, fruit throw up!”

I don’t sag in public
Sexy ass motherfucka
Put the show on the road
Company went public
Flintstone footing it,
To my show, booking it
Rowling like a boat
Better read up on the GOAT

This that boy that you couldn’t get,
Couldn’t even land a hit
God showed me how to take a hit,
I’ve become interpretive

Tell me what you make of it;
Tell me what you make of that
When I take it, never taken back
They taken back, by my skills

Strike a cord in their nerves
Give em all the chills
La Roux comin’ for you swagger on a hundred mill
A hundred blows windmills, talking bout a country hill

King of it too,
Like Hank with my feet up
On two, Re up on me,
We up on you—yupp

Sexy female drinking Mad Dog
She a bad bitch
Had to drop her cause
She’s a bad habit

Cuz oh mah gawd I found out
She was a sex addict
Every time she see a dick
Reach her hand out to grab it

I done had it with your shit
It was so tragic,
Make a hoe disappear quick
Houdini I’m magic

I’m back in the way back
I’m black and on the way out there
And I’m packing, long dick swinging
Swinging to my knees, tropic thunderstorm

Selling DVD’s releases, releases
Never need a feature
They ain’t got these features
Don’t need em don’t want em

Weeding over grown em,
Hitman Al-Capone em
Try to bite me Just ignite me don’t excite me
The greatest? Bitch I might be…

They ghost writing over hyping
Silly hoes tryna get down like the videos
Shooting down their egos, hundred rounds lethal
Charles Laney dope as heroine in a needle

Wave underground,
Something like a beetle,
Stunting on you like I’m Evil Knievel
On my bike, every knight, we so medieval

Wreck & demolish & total ya people
I’m an athlete see my juke moves,
I’m a dancer in full groove
You dead in the water you sea food

Let your body go to waste how shameful
I’m eating my feast full, plentiful
Tested by the wise yes bitch I’m fool proof
Projecting my demise…

Bullet proof vest in the middle of the shoot out
I survived, not surprising’ death couldn’t hold me back
Alpha stocks, I keep rising…. yo C. Laney
Catch ya lying, yo C. Laney, leave some crying
Rest in peace to all the deceased its the king

Midnight & lion, Midnight & Lion
Midnight & lion, Midnight & Lion
Midnight & lion, Midnight & Lion
Midnight & lion, Midnight & Lion

(“Trumpets of the Pharaoh Tutankhamen,
Lord of the Crowns, King of the South & North,
Son of Re”)

Midnight & Lion

Ha, is it all right, is it alright mah?
I’m comin’ in through the window
Is everyone gone, or I’m a goner
The Capulet’s want my head gone!

Juliet, my lover, Juliet, my lover
I’ve been waiting all day Hun!
I’ve been out west, I’ve been out east!
All I can think of is you… Mona Lisa

But these bitch niggas
Don’t wanna see us together
They hating, I’m out of patience,
My sunshine is fadin’

They won’t let me in
They won’t let me win
They won’t let me in the home
Rome built to win!

I got nothin’, I got nothin’
I got nothin’, I got nothin’
I got nothin’, I got nothin’
I got nothin’, I got nothin’
You got somethin’, you got somethin’
You got somethin’, you got somethin’
You got somethin’, you got somethin’
You got somethin’, you got somethin’

I got nothin’ left to prove,
I’ma God got damn
& I’ll never lose my crown
You can’t take that from me

I got nothin’ left to prove,
I’ma God got damn
& I’ll never lose my crown
You can’t take that from me

One more thing I am a king
I hid it but its hid no more,
They will be sorry,
When I reach my hand up vertical

Borderline fiend’s mah,
Stealing dough from me mah,
They thought they were clever,
But their daughter is for me Mah!

Got her body tinted
& She did that shit for me! Nigga
Molly in the bathroom
& She did that bitch for me! Nigga

Had to switch my style
& I did that shit for me! Nigga
Your girl through a party
& that shit was just for me! Nigga

I got nothin’, I got nothin’
I got nothin’, I got nothin’
I got nothin’, I got nothin’
I got nothin’, I got nothin’
You got somethin’, you got somethin’
You got somethin’, you got somethin’
You got somethin’, you got somethin’
You got somethin’, you got somethin’

I got nothin’ left to prove,
I’ma God got damn
& I’ll never lose my crown
You can’t take that from me

I got nothin’ left to prove,
I’ma God got damn
& I’ll never lose my crown
You can’t take that from me

Pull up fuck on seen,
Got damn baby arched her back
Killin’ all these haters, moaning loud
Asthma attack

Getting full–Filling her up
Gotta give that ass a tap
Girl a squirrel tryna catch that nut
Rock her world that’s that boom boom clap!

Oh my fuckin’ God!
Got her screaming bloody murder
I’m the one that ya’ll been after
The same one she’s comin’ over

Feet curling, the way I’m working
Got her jerkin while she twerkin’
Better keep that bitch in motion,
Better keep that bitch in hoe check

Boom boom clap when I step up the scene,
Better know I came to steal your queen
If you a good king gotta have a bad queen
If you a good king gotta have a bad queen

Damn, pinned that girl
On the wall
She’s a masterpiece…
She said “picture me again Hun!”

“Picture me again Hun!”
How you like this angle!?
She ain’t no damn angel!
We tried another angle!

Motherfuck security
I’m in your home no burglary
She opened up the window
& she did that shit for me nigga!

I got nothin’, I got nothin
I got nothin’, I got nothin’
I got nothin’, I got nothin’
I got nothin’, I got nothin’
You got somethin’, you got somethin’
You got somethin’, you got somethin’
You got somethin’, you got somethin’
You got somethin’, you got somethin’

I got nothin’ left to prove,
I’ma God got damn
& I’ll never lose my crown
You can’t take that from me

I got nothin’ left to prove,
I’ma God got damn
& I’ll never lose my crown
You can’t take that from me

The subject matter of reference
I didn’t get your message
I’m living in the present
You’re living off my presents

Guess I’m like a gift
I bless em like a kiss
Worth way more than the others
Why would you need another?

Lover, lowered me
Down to the grave
& It’s sunny out
But I’m feeling some shade

Snakes in the grass
Swelling at my feet
& they gone come with shade
But I’m comin’ with…

Snakes in the grass!
Swelling at my feet
& they gone come with shade
But I’m comin’ with…

Snakes!
I fight that fire with fire
I fight that fire with fire
I fight that fire with fire
Snakes!
I fight that fire with fire
I fight that fire with fire
I fight that fire with fire
Snakes!
I fight that fire with fire
I fight that fire with fire
I fight that fire with fire
Snakes!
I fight that fire with fire
I fight that fire with fire
I fight that fire with fire
Snakes!

Hold up wait up quickly
How’d you leave without me
Left me, straight forgot me
Dropped me, robbed me

Robbed me of my dignity…
Conspired to get rid of me…
All you is doubt me
But don’t know shit about me

Telling my girl all them lies
All you do is criminalize me
Minimize me, epitomize me
Make me out to be a bad guy

Why’d you say it then?
Why’d you say it?
Why’d you say it then?
Why’d you say it?

Why’d you say it then?
Why’d you say it?
Why’d you say it then?
Why’d you say it?

(Snakes in the grass…
Swelling at my feet…
But I’m comin’ with…)

Snakes!
I fight that fire with fire
I fight that fire with fire
I fight that fire with fire
Snakes!
I fight that fire with fire
I fight that fire with fire
I fight that fire with fire

Hit you with reticles
Hit you with reticles
Huh?
This is what you were not ready for

Hit you with reticles
Hit you with reticles
Huh?
This is what you were not ready for!

You sat on pedestals
You sat on pedestals
Huh?
Now you wish you could stand vertical

You sat on pedestals
You sat on pedestals
Huh?
Now you wish you could stand vertical!

You thought you wished and you planned
Thought you could withstand
December these hands
Rocked you and yo mans

Not ready for war
Unstoppable force
Allies changed course
And whole families remorse

Thought I would stop?
Thought I would bore?
Chewed you up hungry
And I still want more

Dig in your grave
& lay waste to your corpse
Set it ablaze
& I could’ve done worse

Dear Lord we are gathered here today to witness
(I told you I’d come hostile)
The burial of a snake ass nigga
(Hostile told you I was comin’ hostile)

May he rest in peace
(Hostile, hostile, I told you I was comin’ hostile)
With the rest of the deceased
(Hostile, hostile… leave you in a hospital!)

Snakes in the grass
Swelling at my feet
& they gone come with shade
But I’m comin’ with…

Snakes in the grass!
Swelling at my feet
& they gone come with shade
But I’m comin’ with…

Snakes!
I fight that fire with fire
I fight that fire with fire
I fight that fire with fire

Diggin’ up the past I’m diggin’ up the past
I’m diggin’ up the past I’m diggin’ up the past
I’m diggin’ up the past I’m diggin’ up the past
I’m diggin’ up the past I’m diggin’ up the past
I’m diggin’ up the past I’m diggin’ up the past
(Worse, worse, I could’ve done worse)

Bitch I’m not past that (the past)
Bitch I’m not past that (the past)
Bitch I’m not past that (the past)
Bitch I’m not past that (the past)

A little late for apologies
A little late for apologies
A little late for apologies
A little late for apologies

Tell me how it taste now
I got my foot in your face now
You wish I would hit the breaks now
Karma got you goin’ way down way down

When I put you down stay down
When I put you down stay down
When I put you down stay down
Down in the dirt I’ma kick you where it hurts

Snakes in the grass swelling at my feet
I’m diggin’ up the past I’m diggin’ up the past
Snakes in the grass swelling at my feet
I’m diggin’ up the past I’m diggin’ up the past

I fight that fire with fire
I fight that fire with fire
I fight that fire with fire
I fight that fire with fire
(I’m diggin’ up the past)

I fight that fire with fire
I fight that fire with fire
I fight that fire with fire
I fight that fire with fire
(I’m diggin’ up the past)

Rock with me
Roll with me
Rock with me
Roll with me
(You wanna) rock with me
(You wanna) roll with me
(You wanna) rock with me
(You wanna) roll with me

But you ain’t work with me
You ain’t sweat with me
You ain’t struggle with me
You ain’t starve with me

It’s just the money you see
It’s kind of funny to me
You weren’t hungry for me
But now you’re thirsty for me…

And now you thirsty…
Thirsty cause you dripping sweat…
Thirsty cause you dripping wet…
Burning up… dripping sweat…
So now you thirsty for me?
Cause your dripping sweat?
Cause your drenched in sweat?
Cause you’re burning up?
Cause your dripping wet?