Michaelangelo
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โฑ๏ธ 3:14 duration
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๐ Lyrics
We'll do this when we feel ready
Ayo (grrt)
The luxurious, the notorious (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Ayo, juggling the stars with the moons and the sun
Dice game, praying to the heavens I don't throw a one
Raekwon with Elmos Supreme fiends
Baby TEC in the faulty four jeans, yo
Shot up the whole scene, fur on the monster bed (brrt)
Layin' next to the stove, I gotta bag
12-12, fingers all cramped, grab the pipes by the lamp, yo
Buy five, you get a pipe free, the suede Land Rover
Hand over the grams, yo, yo, I'm dancin' over pots
Remix like Jermaine Dupri, we keep it in the family
My seed marry his seed, wedding a hundred G's
I'd sell my soul for a hundred keys
Told the bitch, "You can't fuck for free" (can't fuck for free bitch)
Bitch you lucky (you lucky, the Almighty)
Told the bitch, "You can't fuck for free" (too glamorous)
Look, I'm too gutter on the beats
Flow is so disgusting, plus I'm just a motherfuckin' G
Know a nigga hit a lick, he robbed a sucker for a key
He sniffed halves, sold half, and blew the money in a week, damn (talk to 'em)
Trust me, it get ugly in these streets
If your hustle ain't discreet, get gun-butted in your sleep
Like, "Nigga wake up"
And nigga don't you motherfuckin' speak, open that safe up (open that safe up)
Take all the money, fill that pillowcase up (giddy up bro)
I ran it up, I got my cake up
I'm usually in New York City, I'm fuckin' Bape up
When I ain't on satellite fuckin' Shade up
All you radio niggas need to wake up
Flex need to call me so Hot 97 can get sprayed up
I got drums nigga, I promise you I ain't humble (you know I got drums nigga)
I don't give a fuck, 'cause my gun work, plus I can rumble
Boy you just a rapper, if I don't like you, I might punch you
In the motherfuckin' face for no reason just 'cause I want to
I ain't playin' with these niggas, I promise you that
It's time to spray it at these niggas, bet I'ma do that (brrt)
You niggas' doors get kicked down, mommas get smacked
Shoot 'em palming the MAC, you try to attack, you gotta get clapped (hah)
The black Jeffery Dahmer is back
Matter fact, I'm Machine Gun Black mixed with Geronimo Pratt
Blatt, a youngin' run down on you niggas, hit you in your top and your back
It's the Machine, bitch
In the beginning, God created the heaven and the earth
And the earth was without form, and void
And darkness was upon the face of the deep
And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters
And God said
Ayo (grrt)
The luxurious, the notorious (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Ayo, juggling the stars with the moons and the sun
Dice game, praying to the heavens I don't throw a one
Raekwon with Elmos Supreme fiends
Baby TEC in the faulty four jeans, yo
Shot up the whole scene, fur on the monster bed (brrt)
Layin' next to the stove, I gotta bag
12-12, fingers all cramped, grab the pipes by the lamp, yo
Buy five, you get a pipe free, the suede Land Rover
Hand over the grams, yo, yo, I'm dancin' over pots
Remix like Jermaine Dupri, we keep it in the family
My seed marry his seed, wedding a hundred G's
I'd sell my soul for a hundred keys
Told the bitch, "You can't fuck for free" (can't fuck for free bitch)
Bitch you lucky (you lucky, the Almighty)
Told the bitch, "You can't fuck for free" (too glamorous)
Look, I'm too gutter on the beats
Flow is so disgusting, plus I'm just a motherfuckin' G
Know a nigga hit a lick, he robbed a sucker for a key
He sniffed halves, sold half, and blew the money in a week, damn (talk to 'em)
Trust me, it get ugly in these streets
If your hustle ain't discreet, get gun-butted in your sleep
Like, "Nigga wake up"
And nigga don't you motherfuckin' speak, open that safe up (open that safe up)
Take all the money, fill that pillowcase up (giddy up bro)
I ran it up, I got my cake up
I'm usually in New York City, I'm fuckin' Bape up
When I ain't on satellite fuckin' Shade up
All you radio niggas need to wake up
Flex need to call me so Hot 97 can get sprayed up
I got drums nigga, I promise you I ain't humble (you know I got drums nigga)
I don't give a fuck, 'cause my gun work, plus I can rumble
Boy you just a rapper, if I don't like you, I might punch you
In the motherfuckin' face for no reason just 'cause I want to
I ain't playin' with these niggas, I promise you that
It's time to spray it at these niggas, bet I'ma do that (brrt)
You niggas' doors get kicked down, mommas get smacked
Shoot 'em palming the MAC, you try to attack, you gotta get clapped (hah)
The black Jeffery Dahmer is back
Matter fact, I'm Machine Gun Black mixed with Geronimo Pratt
Blatt, a youngin' run down on you niggas, hit you in your top and your back
It's the Machine, bitch
In the beginning, God created the heaven and the earth
And the earth was without form, and void
And darkness was upon the face of the deep
And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters
And God said
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.08] We'll do this when we feel ready
[00:05.00] Ayo (grrt)
[00:08.23] The luxurious, the notorious (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
[00:16.37] Ayo, juggling the stars with the moons and the sun
[00:19.86] Dice game, praying to the heavens I don't throw a one
[00:24.16] Raekwon with Elmos Supreme fiends
[00:27.71] Baby TEC in the faulty four jeans, yo
[00:30.74] Shot up the whole scene, fur on the monster bed (brrt)
[00:35.02] Layin' next to the stove, I gotta bag
[00:38.07] 12-12, fingers all cramped, grab the pipes by the lamp, yo
[00:42.31] Buy five, you get a pipe free, the suede Land Rover
[00:45.95] Hand over the grams, yo, yo, I'm dancin' over pots
[00:49.98] Remix like Jermaine Dupri, we keep it in the family
[00:54.13] My seed marry his seed, wedding a hundred G's
[00:58.19] I'd sell my soul for a hundred keys
[01:00.55] Told the bitch, "You can't fuck for free" (can't fuck for free bitch)
[01:04.96] Bitch you lucky (you lucky, the Almighty)
[01:07.91] Told the bitch, "You can't fuck for free" (too glamorous)
[01:14.98] Look, I'm too gutter on the beats
[01:18.47] Flow is so disgusting, plus I'm just a motherfuckin' G
[01:21.99] Know a nigga hit a lick, he robbed a sucker for a key
[01:25.41] He sniffed halves, sold half, and blew the money in a week, damn (talk to 'em)
[01:29.80] Trust me, it get ugly in these streets
[01:32.82] If your hustle ain't discreet, get gun-butted in your sleep
[01:36.39] Like, "Nigga wake up"
[01:37.76] And nigga don't you motherfuckin' speak, open that safe up (open that safe up)
[01:40.72] Take all the money, fill that pillowcase up (giddy up bro)
[01:44.43] I ran it up, I got my cake up
[01:46.35] I'm usually in New York City, I'm fuckin' Bape up
[01:49.30] When I ain't on satellite fuckin' Shade up
[01:52.01] All you radio niggas need to wake up
[01:55.04] Flex need to call me so Hot 97 can get sprayed up
[01:58.60] I got drums nigga, I promise you I ain't humble (you know I got drums nigga)
[02:01.94] I don't give a fuck, 'cause my gun work, plus I can rumble
[02:05.62] Boy you just a rapper, if I don't like you, I might punch you
[02:09.18] In the motherfuckin' face for no reason just 'cause I want to
[02:12.62] I ain't playin' with these niggas, I promise you that
[02:16.23] It's time to spray it at these niggas, bet I'ma do that (brrt)
[02:19.52] You niggas' doors get kicked down, mommas get smacked
[02:23.03] Shoot 'em palming the MAC, you try to attack, you gotta get clapped (hah)
[02:27.81] The black Jeffery Dahmer is back
[02:30.64] Matter fact, I'm Machine Gun Black mixed with Geronimo Pratt
[02:34.68] Blatt, a youngin' run down on you niggas, hit you in your top and your back
[02:40.60] It's the Machine, bitch
[02:45.58] In the beginning, God created the heaven and the earth
[02:51.58] And the earth was without form, and void
[02:56.65] And darkness was upon the face of the deep
[03:02.04] And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters
[03:07.49] And God said
[03:12.74]
[00:05.00] Ayo (grrt)
[00:08.23] The luxurious, the notorious (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
[00:16.37] Ayo, juggling the stars with the moons and the sun
[00:19.86] Dice game, praying to the heavens I don't throw a one
[00:24.16] Raekwon with Elmos Supreme fiends
[00:27.71] Baby TEC in the faulty four jeans, yo
[00:30.74] Shot up the whole scene, fur on the monster bed (brrt)
[00:35.02] Layin' next to the stove, I gotta bag
[00:38.07] 12-12, fingers all cramped, grab the pipes by the lamp, yo
[00:42.31] Buy five, you get a pipe free, the suede Land Rover
[00:45.95] Hand over the grams, yo, yo, I'm dancin' over pots
[00:49.98] Remix like Jermaine Dupri, we keep it in the family
[00:54.13] My seed marry his seed, wedding a hundred G's
[00:58.19] I'd sell my soul for a hundred keys
[01:00.55] Told the bitch, "You can't fuck for free" (can't fuck for free bitch)
[01:04.96] Bitch you lucky (you lucky, the Almighty)
[01:07.91] Told the bitch, "You can't fuck for free" (too glamorous)
[01:14.98] Look, I'm too gutter on the beats
[01:18.47] Flow is so disgusting, plus I'm just a motherfuckin' G
[01:21.99] Know a nigga hit a lick, he robbed a sucker for a key
[01:25.41] He sniffed halves, sold half, and blew the money in a week, damn (talk to 'em)
[01:29.80] Trust me, it get ugly in these streets
[01:32.82] If your hustle ain't discreet, get gun-butted in your sleep
[01:36.39] Like, "Nigga wake up"
[01:37.76] And nigga don't you motherfuckin' speak, open that safe up (open that safe up)
[01:40.72] Take all the money, fill that pillowcase up (giddy up bro)
[01:44.43] I ran it up, I got my cake up
[01:46.35] I'm usually in New York City, I'm fuckin' Bape up
[01:49.30] When I ain't on satellite fuckin' Shade up
[01:52.01] All you radio niggas need to wake up
[01:55.04] Flex need to call me so Hot 97 can get sprayed up
[01:58.60] I got drums nigga, I promise you I ain't humble (you know I got drums nigga)
[02:01.94] I don't give a fuck, 'cause my gun work, plus I can rumble
[02:05.62] Boy you just a rapper, if I don't like you, I might punch you
[02:09.18] In the motherfuckin' face for no reason just 'cause I want to
[02:12.62] I ain't playin' with these niggas, I promise you that
[02:16.23] It's time to spray it at these niggas, bet I'ma do that (brrt)
[02:19.52] You niggas' doors get kicked down, mommas get smacked
[02:23.03] Shoot 'em palming the MAC, you try to attack, you gotta get clapped (hah)
[02:27.81] The black Jeffery Dahmer is back
[02:30.64] Matter fact, I'm Machine Gun Black mixed with Geronimo Pratt
[02:34.68] Blatt, a youngin' run down on you niggas, hit you in your top and your back
[02:40.60] It's the Machine, bitch
[02:45.58] In the beginning, God created the heaven and the earth
[02:51.58] And the earth was without form, and void
[02:56.65] And darkness was upon the face of the deep
[03:02.04] And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters
[03:07.49] And God said
[03:12.74]