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The Lion
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Real hip-hop beat by Anno Domini Beats. Read the lyrics on this.
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Peak #868
Peak in subgenre #508
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May 21, 2009
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MP3 2.7 MB 128 kbps 2:59
Lyrics
I make Rappers kick the bucket Lucky if they make it out Treat em like they b*** es When its beef, I take em out Make a noun into a verb I shoot, shoot Two different meanings you dont want number 2 Lie down on the beat Because the never is back To send you to forever Leave you dead on ya track And the night aint day Until you make it through Cause revenge is a b*** that get paid in full You get laid in tombs 6 ways by the bull Young boy wit the horns Like a soul train group im so damn cool From the smoke gram fuel I dont even recognize me I am who? I am p smooth, p who? p yhew, everybody smell me when p breeze through and you aint on my level I can sober you out Clean out ya wallets Custodian style You, f*** with me? Thats bologna, you wild Take ya hand out ya pocket Put it over ya mouth Im whipping my sh** You just holdin it out Rippin my sh** Cause Im loaded and wild Under my reign Long as you over the ground They gone know the name Not know what its bout Man Im in the majors You kids in little league You micky mouse while Im getting cheese like little italy Mister mister make a g Marry money Take a knee If you try to take my honey Ill be mister break a knee So if you think to pity me Give it to the man against me He wish he never met me! Then he gon wish That he came with a couple Of more muthaf*** as Cuz now he in trouble And now we hearin grumbles 01CI dont know bout this01D Piss pot pussy b*** You dont know bout sh** sh** , im sick like nauseous I call shots to call profit I got quaps to call profit You not hot, like the burner off The stove, gimme rock Cause I got the roll Gimme lots and my pants is low ask me for little and my answers 01Cno01D Better get quiet If u like to talk Sit yo ass down If you like to walk I been doin wrong Right from the start Do wrong by me Send you right to god The mic is god And I pray to him Please give me another ATM Fill my gills so my fish can swim Guppy in my pond? then the dish is him In a minute Ill be smoking like hickory, Getting my ice so my neck is so slippery Phone full of numbers that ya girl keep slippin me Boy I bet the girls so slippery Look at me, I dont want fame I want infamy, word! Somebody give me lyrical liberty I live for it, I give a sh** Man I even gave my heart Tin man, in the can Made my garbage into art Call it what you want You want the fire Feed me the beat And release the lion Make rappers kick the bucket lucky if they make it out! I shoot shoot 6 ways by the bull Clean out ya wallets custodian style! Getting cheese like little italy In a minute Ill be smoking like hickory Call it what you want And you want the fire Feed me the beat And release the lion
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