Thåström - Älska dig själv - Helsinki Text (lyrics)
[Thåström - Älska dig själv - Helsinki Text lyrics]
All I wanted to do was rhyme nigga You know
Say mic check 1-2-1-2-1-2 Turn my mic up
Check one two and the rest of that old punk
Shit Motherfuckers just ain't care
Like I ain't
Like I ain't really 'bout this shit C'mon
I'ma start off crime for these motherfuckers
Yo I'm a Brownsvillain
Chillin and I don't give a
Fuck about a killin
Cause, I'm still in effect when you're illin
(c'mon! ho, ho, ho)
Check check, yo yo uhh, uhh, get it
It's some big boy game bitch and I'm diesel
8 years lethal It's Lil' Fame a k
A Clarence the 5th Beatle I'm kosher, my
Paradigm is Hebrew It's +Common Sense+ dawg
I do it for +The People+ They don't wanna rap
In the session, with slap in the session
That's like standin by
Yasser Arafat in the session And
The outcome is critical
No jokin Smoked with 4-5's but
The sign said no smokin
Okay I see 'em
(line it up, line it up) assemble your
Crew If he sharp (sign him up, sign him up)
Back to do what we do So for you
(time is up, time is up) we, the legendary M
O
P (The powers that, BE) keep it crunk (and WE) could give a fuck (I SEE) your mouth bigger than your gun and your heart (it ain't your role) you ain't playin your part Lil' nigga be smart, or get a hole pushed through the back of your tatters for thinkin that I'm average or soft
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Aiyyo your time is up
(cause this Mo' Peez) wisen up (M o
P) We size 'em up, my niggas is live
As fuck We give 'em the whole thing
Do you rotten bitch, we don't wanna party
Wit'chall Pardon me pah, sometimes
I act retardedly pah Pop one in your wig
Two more in your body and heart On GP
(nigga) cause we don't walk it
Out and talk it out
We stalk 'em out and chalk 'em out
(Billy Danze, whattup?)
That's my nigga he understands real
That's Fizzy
Wo' Homey nigga that understand Bill
I keep it low so you never
Know how the man feel
(the GANGSTA) Got a different kind of appeal
You niggas ain't really real I don't
Cruise past you dudes, i
Hover over you fools Makin you nauseous
I'm big with it bitch I'm flawless The
'Ville shit is cordless
When out of town I'm down with it
You clown niggas need to be cautious
Ad libs
Say mic check 1-2-1-2-1-2 Turn my mic up
Check one two and the rest of that old punk
Shit Motherfuckers just ain't care
Like I ain't
Like I ain't really 'bout this shit C'mon
I'ma start off crime for these motherfuckers
Yo I'm a Brownsvillain
Chillin and I don't give a
Fuck about a killin
Cause, I'm still in effect when you're illin
(c'mon! ho, ho, ho)
Check check, yo yo uhh, uhh, get it
It's some big boy game bitch and I'm diesel
8 years lethal It's Lil' Fame a k
A Clarence the 5th Beatle I'm kosher, my
Paradigm is Hebrew It's +Common Sense+ dawg
I do it for +The People+ They don't wanna rap
In the session, with slap in the session
That's like standin by
Yasser Arafat in the session And
The outcome is critical
No jokin Smoked with 4-5's but
The sign said no smokin
Okay I see 'em
(line it up, line it up) assemble your
Crew If he sharp (sign him up, sign him up)
Back to do what we do So for you
(time is up, time is up) we, the legendary M
O
P (The powers that, BE) keep it crunk (and WE) could give a fuck (I SEE) your mouth bigger than your gun and your heart (it ain't your role) you ain't playin your part Lil' nigga be smart, or get a hole pushed through the back of your tatters for thinkin that I'm average or soft
Ad libs
Aiyyo your time is up
(cause this Mo' Peez) wisen up (M o
P) We size 'em up, my niggas is live
As fuck We give 'em the whole thing
Do you rotten bitch, we don't wanna party
Wit'chall Pardon me pah, sometimes
I act retardedly pah Pop one in your wig
Two more in your body and heart On GP
(nigga) cause we don't walk it
Out and talk it out
We stalk 'em out and chalk 'em out
(Billy Danze, whattup?)
That's my nigga he understands real
That's Fizzy
Wo' Homey nigga that understand Bill
I keep it low so you never
Know how the man feel
(the GANGSTA) Got a different kind of appeal
You niggas ain't really real I don't
Cruise past you dudes, i
Hover over you fools Makin you nauseous
I'm big with it bitch I'm flawless The
'Ville shit is cordless
When out of town I'm down with it
You clown niggas need to be cautious
Ad libs