Paved a way paved a a way
Paved a way
Do it for the ones that paved a way
Yea yea
Yea yeahhh
I don't really deal wit pain
So I just rap hard core
Feeling like Cain
With all this hate
I don't wanna hurt nomore
What's a life with no trophy's
What u thinks behind that veil
Feeling like Hades
Got my soul burning
Trna dragg me down to hell
I done fell under that spell
Please just let my mama know
Give a f*ck what the people say
Your baby boy a rouge
Put that ruga in his face
Grim reaper coming for yeah
Got that Billy and Mandy flow
And my bitch a psycho
Ain't no way ain't no way ain't way no f*cking way
I Ain't gone make it out the grave
Got no friends and I won't save
Pussy niggas love to hate
When you learn from Your mistakes
I heard your patna he the jakes
Your conversations he'll tape
And In morn they come and get ya
While you eating corn flakes
Living one hell of a life
Wrong move will be your last take
And if you got a bitch that love you
You better pay her till she straight
Pussy tsunami earthquakes
Man I've been up for days
Real niggas got the game on
Lock
It's the return of the backpack rappers
I'm back
And I think a matter of fact
Ima have ta start collecting tax
In trance and I never look back
This is a rap ap attack
Junie
Why they have to have do this to me
Who he
A young f*cking muliani
The c3
Was in my iPod daily
And we just rock out
When we pop out
Got no mercy
Where you from
We just on a run
This Kobe and Shaq
Rap attack from the mud
Don't give a f*ck they say
Bad bitch she from Port of Spain
She like the finer of things
Drippin in Yeves Saint Lerant
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Paved a way paved a a way
Paved a way
Do it for the ones that paved a way
Yea yea
Yea yeahhh
I don't really deal wit pain
So I just rap hard core
Feeling like Cain
With all this hate
I don't wanna hurt nomore
What's a life with no trophy's
What u thinks behind that veil
Feeling like Hades
Got my soul burning
Trna dragg me down to hell
I done fell under that spell
Please just let my mama know
Give a f*ck what the people say
Your baby boy a rouge
Put that ruga in his face
Grim reaper coming for yeah
Got that Billy and Mandy flow
And my bitch a psycho
Ain't no way ain't no way ain't way no f*cking way
I Ain't gone make it out the grave
Got no friends and I won't save
Pussy niggas love to hate
When you learn from Your mistakes
I heard your patna he the jakes
Your conversations he'll tape
And In morn they come and get ya
While you eating corn flakes
Living one hell of a life
Wrong move will be your last take
And if you got a bitch that love you
You better pay her till she straight
Pussy tsunami earthquakes
Man I've been up for days
Real niggas got the game on
Lock
It's the return of the backpack rappers
I'm back
And I think a matter of fact
Ima have ta start collecting tax
In trance and I never look back
This is a rap ap attack
Junie
Why they have to have do this to me
Who he
A young f*cking muliani
The c3
Was in my iPod daily
And we just rock out
When we pop out
Got no mercy
Where you from
We just on a run
This Kobe and Shaq
Rap attack from the mud
Don't give a f*ck they say
Bad bitch she from Port of Spain
She like the finer of things
Drippin in Yeves Saint Lerant
Paved a way
Do it for the ones that paved a way
Yea yea
Yea yeahhh
I don't really deal wit pain
So I just rap hard core
Feeling like Cain
With all this hate
I don't wanna hurt nomore
What's a life with no trophy's
What u thinks behind that veil
Feeling like Hades
Got my soul burning
Trna dragg me down to hell
I done fell under that spell
Please just let my mama know
Give a f*ck what the people say
Your baby boy a rouge
Put that ruga in his face
Grim reaper coming for yeah
Got that Billy and Mandy flow
And my bitch a psycho
Ain't no way ain't no way ain't way no f*cking way
I Ain't gone make it out the grave
Got no friends and I won't save
Pussy niggas love to hate
When you learn from Your mistakes
I heard your patna he the jakes
Your conversations he'll tape
And In morn they come and get ya
While you eating corn flakes
Living one hell of a life
Wrong move will be your last take
And if you got a bitch that love you
You better pay her till she straight
Pussy tsunami earthquakes
Man I've been up for days
Real niggas got the game on
Lock
It's the return of the backpack rappers
I'm back
And I think a matter of fact
Ima have ta start collecting tax
In trance and I never look back
This is a rap ap attack
Junie
Why they have to have do this to me
Who he
A young f*cking muliani
The c3
Was in my iPod daily
And we just rock out
When we pop out
Got no mercy
Where you from
We just on a run
This Kobe and Shaq
Rap attack from the mud
Don't give a f*ck they say
Bad bitch she from Port of Spain
She like the finer of things
Drippin in Yeves Saint Lerant
Writer: Francis Kuyembeh
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