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Fort Minor
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Remember the Name (instrumental)
coming out the bottom of the mother fucking totem pole calling everyone wo aint believe like i toltd them hoes now they on my scrotum so long its lik i gotta blow baby mama calling up my phone, what the fuck you want cause i dont owe nobody shit stop askin haters get off my dick, stop gaggin they know im schooling them, they tell me stop classing we already know that you the shit stop gaggin eck, and my flow is fucking sick dog make a bitch cough like a sick dog probably cause i spit raw no fucking with this boy other rapper more uncool than when the fridge off damn i think my lids off, more metal then sid freid mind like a mother funking unsolvable jigsaw people ask my audience what you listen him for? shit. caUse i dont think lil waynes come this hard my God, them what that mean since i aint son to no body, then i must b king cocky with it, cause i know that cant nobody stop me with it wanna try? be redy to die kamikaze with it fuck a prince, i know im real shit ya dig cause anit no-mother-fucking-body done the shit i did im the man where im from, but they call me kid give me the crown cause if not then we taking that bitch mother fucker
100 words running, 100 rapper that i ate still in my stomach もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com and 100 other coming, hustling for one-hundred a hundreds i dont give a fuck what you say, give me my mony not college educated, but i can count a shit load connected lik a constellation i can get you shipped more boy i do number with these verses check the info i m azeu A.R rits what the fuck fucks a pistol what the fuck's a white flag what the fuck's a price tag what the fuck is beef? fuck it show me wheres the mics at i will tear each one of them mother fucker a nice ass no homo cause we dont get dicked, we aint lik that nah bitch, shouldve hollered at me before cause fuck you pay me is now my steelo and that goes for promoter, for the shows for the verses, for the hoes for the labels, what you owe bitch, give me my dough im the big baller, shot caller of my age 19 years old dwayne wade and the eastside on my back, no matter what they weigh cleverland number23 lik aint know lebrob played so whats up to all my friend who held me down since day one telling them kells the hardest that they come gave the real what they want and i did that so come and blow a blunt with your boy give it here let me split that and i bet they wont forget that cause rapper forgot how to be real forgot how they used to be before the deal but i rember still thats why im not a member of fame just a raw talent wo remember the game and the name, azeu
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