semi six - audio swim class lyrics
the goals ummm?
get pape, stay fly like toad tongues
like sv i raise it up
built this sh+t brick by brick, i’m on my franklin stuff
white man fear of a black planet we flav and chuck
from the city of in the midwest where n+ggas take ya buffs
i need a check with eighty digits
all black benz, polo jacket and yankees fitted
flip the pages
whip the durango right on the strip in vegas
n+ggas a list
spray the ensemble down with the richest fragrance
play my live music audio book or cassette
sleep on my body of work and put a crook in ya neck
i rock a pistons starter, with the gym bag
the way i flow is like a audio swim class
lessons and laps
deep diving depths til it’s black
no visibility
on the ocean floor i script calligraphy
champagne spillin on my jordan toe box
on the road to riches state police be on the road blocks
check
me and billie conversing under the cali sun
talking bout ya wack ass music and how it’s badly done
learn the knowledge
it all was foretold by the words of prophets
hurt his wallets
got all my money right on the first deposit
i waiting to get paid
cuz i’m the image of god
and the world was created in six days
uh
you mcdonalds and i’m peter lugers
this is fine cuisine, red box logo on voice yea i rhyme supreme
smooth as tyler cherry bomb find your wings
make her move the gluteus inside her jeans
this that french bread and red wine at banquets
colors on my hand picture perfect when i paint it
i’m a work of art, it don’t matter how you frame it
a valuable investment, professionals appraise it
im back in the flow
the 92 javelin throw
katherine and joe
they son michael dance with fro
examine the glow
he do a spin, stand on the toe
then x you out like the gravesite of madam laveau
i’m from the city of the spinners and temps
where triggers get clenched
that leave open caskets where sinners repent
armed foi members patrol the palace gate
every bar is nino brown and naked women baggin weight
kidnap the beat with a braided rope and some masking tape
k!ll the source of light with a kunai then i assassinate
n+ggas claim fly but be bummy in real life
im all about a check, black version of phil knight
like kyrie i dribble through the cones on the court
thought you was king? i usurp the throne in ya fort
leave you in a dungeon chewin on bones in some pork
you heard my lines got a dollar bill and rolled it to snort
i rock the black cement quatro
black flight suit to match make it trabajo
oh boy fly like juelz k!lla n capo
my sixth album almost done, prepare ya dinner table
all these horses up in my closet you thought you in a stable
shorty broke her necck tryna see the drip, d+mn near twist her ankle
yellin ain’t a threat, a silent k!ller, my whisper fatal
this is the warning
i heard all the albums and yea, you n+ggas boring
i couldn’t get through track 3 i started snoring
yall on the brink of death in the desert the buzzard soarin
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