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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 wasn’t 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 that’s 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
Don’t need you to like me
Your girl already does it
And while you’re still struggling
These hoes paying me for nothing
Can’t 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
Can’t tell what you’re missing
Competition didn’t 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 what’s 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 brain
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
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
Two bad bitches on my body
And they’re 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
And they think they all that
And they talking all smack
Don’t know they shits whack
Swear they spit straight fact
Swear that they attract
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 the world don’t revolve around you
Quit talking like you
Leaking the fountain of youth
And 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
Got the club
Turnt up
Turnt up
Got the club turned up
Mad bitches
Bad bitches
Mad bitches
Baggage’s
Mad bitches
Bad bitches
Mad bitches
Baggage’s
Taking pictures
Taking pictures
Taking pictures
V.I.P.
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
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
And 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 very direct)
“I’m tryna have a party without pants tonight” (I’ma show up very erect)
“Mix your plans, your plans with mine (We ain’t got nothin’ to do so)
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 and
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 can’t 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, now-museum
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 and
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 tho
How they know I put it down tho
How they know I put it down tho
How they know I put it down tho
How they know I put it down tho
How they know I put it down tho
And they know I put it down tho
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 and
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 and
I’m better know for my pokin’
That’s how they know I put it down tho
Moving so fast I can’t be stopped
Always be roast, no coffee-pot
Stop, pause, take my pulse
Drummers be drumming you can feel the pulse
Move into the beat move your feet get rhythm
Squares to a prism what’s a diamond to an album
I can see em hiding– so I go in, get em
Coach said “get em” and 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 hott 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 registrar
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
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 as 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 four 40’s
Leave you in the dust like I run a 4.40
& drown you in my flow like it rained for forty
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
I said 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 (Mhmm)
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 (uhh)
All good things come with hard work
I had to lift up that skirt (uhh)
Hard work can win ya Grammys
Had to lift up them panties (ohh)
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 (ahhh)
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 (ohh)
Hard work can win ya Grammys
Had to lick, lick, lick, lick
Hold up wait just 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
Busting 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 panties
A fiend the way I get it
Aquafina get it dripping
Have you leaning like you sipping
Swear to god I’m what you’re missing
Take you down, like submission
Another round switch positions
Fifty 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 singing
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 raining
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
Busting out in chant
Now all these girls
They be busting out they panties
Make your movements
Follow my direction
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-you’re a special breeding
You’ll be burning up
Why not turn up the heating
We can make it hott
We can make it hott
We can make it hott
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 now
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 now because I’m moving fast
Better act now because I’m moving fast
Better act now because I’m moving fast
Cause I’m moving fast
Make your movements
Follow my direction
This is a movie
Filming Miss Direction
It was hot it was wet
It was hot and wet
And 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
Is it all right, is it alright ma
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 fading
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 nothing left to prove
I’m a God got damn
And I’ll never lose my crown
You can’t take that from me
I got nothing left to prove
I’m a God got damn
And I’ll never lose my crown
You can’t take that from me
One more thing I am the king
I hid it, but it’s hid no more
They will be sorry
When I reach my hands up–vertical
Borderline fiend’s ma
Stealing dough from memaw
They thought they were clever
But their daughter is with me-ma
Got her body tinted
And she did that shit for me; nigga
Molly in the bathroom
And she did that bitch for me; nigga
Had to switch my style
And I did that shit for me; nigga
Your girl threw a party
And 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 nothing left to prove
I’m a God got damn
And I’ll never lose my crown
You can’t take that from me
I got nothing left to prove
I’m a God got damn
And I’ll never lose my crown
You can’t take that from me
Pull up, fucked 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
Up on the wall (Only I can wear the crown)
She’s a masterpiece (Only I can wear the crown)
She said “picture me again hun” (Only I can wear the crown)
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
And she did that shit for me
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 nothing left to prove
I’m a God got damn
And I’ll never lose my crown
You can’t take that from me
I got nothin’ left to prove
I’m a God got damn
And I’ll never lose my crown
You can’t take that from me
The subject matter of reference
I did not get your message
I’m living in the present
You’re living off my presents
Guess I’m like a gift
I bless-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 then
(Snakes in the grass)
Why’d you say it then
(Swelling at my feet)
Why’d you say it then
(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
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 and
Laid waste to your corpse
Set it ablaze
And 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
Digging up the past, I’m digging up the past
Digging up the past, I’m digging up the past
Digging up the past (could’ve done worse)
I’m digging up the past (could’ve done worse)
Digging up the past (could’ve done worse)
I’m digging up the past (Worse, worse, I could’ve done worse)
Bitch I’m not past that
Bitch I’m not past that
Bitch I’m not past that
Bitch I’m not past that
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 digging up the past I’m digging up the past
Snakes in the grass swelling at my feet
I’m digging up the past I’m digging 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 digging 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 digging up the past
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
And 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 hott
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, 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
Rockin’ 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
And 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 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
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-also 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, 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, the older days
Were the colder days, but now I’m chilling
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, 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 coming
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-a-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’m a teleprompt
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 y’all 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 D’s
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 rea\
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 park 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 backend
You’re average & I mean it
I knock the cobwebs
Off the 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, yup
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 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
(“Trumpets of the Pharaoh Tutankhamen
Lord of the Crowns
King of the South & North
Son of Re”)
Midnight & Lion
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
And you get lied to
Still, even more than me
Cause I’m still in your head
And it’s so damn crowded
With ghosts of men
Split you in two
You’re running with
Some fucking wounds
And your still
Being chased by the storm and
It’s dry as fuck
Your only one that’s running
You can’t take a break
Constant rain is downpouring
The flood has risen up
And it’s Midnight in the Morning
And your still
Being chased by the storm and
It’s dry as fuck
Your only one that’s running
You can’t take a break
Constant rain is downpouring
The flood has risen up
And it’s Midnight in the Morning
And your still
Being chased
By the ghost
Of the past
You can’t pass
Woe is me
The woe is me
You’re struggling
But not like me
You can’t sleep
Well-I can’t breath
And you moved on so easily
I guess that means your winning though
I made this instrumental tho
I created from what we went through
I took my pain and made it beautiful
And your still
Being chased by the storm and
It’s dry as fuck
Your only one that’s running
You can’t take a break
Constant rain is downpouring
The flood has risen up
And it’s Midnight in the Morning
And your still
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 and 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
And I’m stormy day
And you run away
And we were so close
Now you run away
And I’m stormy day
And you’re still
Being chased by the storm and
You’re the only one that’s runnin’
Constant rain is downpouring
And it’s Midnight in the Morning
And you’re still
Being chased by the storm
And it’s dry as fuck
Your only one that’s running
You can’t take a break
Constant rain is downpouring
The flood has risen up
And it’s Midnight in the Morning
And your still
Running everyday
I see you everyday
I see you running away
When see me
Coming with the clouds everyday
I see you running away
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
But now you’re thirsty for me
But now you’re thirsty for me
But now you’re thirsty for me
But now you’re thirsty for me
Burning cause you drippin’ sweat
But now you’re thirsty for me
Thirsty cause you dripping sweat
And now you thirsty
Thirsty cause you dripping wet
I know you thirsty
Cause you drenched in sweat
Thirsty thirsty cause you drenched in sweat
Now you’re thirsty for me
Now you’re thirsty for me
So now you’re thirsty for me
So now you’re thirsty for me
Cause your drippin’ sweat
Cause your drippin’ wet
Cause your drippin’ sweat
Cause your drippin’ wet
Cause your burnin’ burnin’
Drippin’ wet
Got you drippin’ wet
Got you drippin’ wet
Now you thirsty thirsty
Cause you drippin’ wet
Drenched in sweat
And you’re burnin’ up
You’re drippin’ wet
Now your drippin’ sweat
Now your drippin’ sweat
Now your drippin’ sweat
Now your drippin’ sweat
Now your drippin’ sweat
Now your drippin’ wet
Now your thirsty thirsty
Cause you’re drippin’ wet
Rock & Rollin
Rock & Roll
Rock & Rollin
Rock & Roll
Till you drippin’ sweat
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 and 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
This is not a fashion show
This is not a fashion show
Dressed to kill but this is not a fashion show
I am no professional
Still sound perfect tho
Comin’ with the hits tho
I am no professional
I think they need more stitches
Coroners takin’ pictures
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 uh
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
This that unmentionable
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-8
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
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 latest
This is the greatest
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 and that is 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
This is not a fashion show
This is not a fashion show
Dressed to kill but this is not a fashion show
I am no professional
Still sound perfect tho
Comin’ with the hits tho
I am no professional
I think they need more stitches
Coroners takin’ pictures
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 uh
I am no professional
But I’m coming with the hits tho
I am no professional
But I’m coming with them hits tho
I am no professional
But I’m coming with them hits tho
I am no professional
But I’m coming with them hits tho
This is not a photo op
This is just a headshot
And 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 Drano
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
This is not a fashion show
This is not a fashion show