LAURYN HILL Lyrics – Chef Borges & Tae Sax
Singer: Chef Borges & Tae Sax
Title: LAURYN HILL
It’s that same old thang
Bada boom bada bang
Entered through the forces and courses
And shot with aim
Foolish be fronting and hunting
Towards your name
Wouldn’t it be nice if we diced
The price of your fame
Lesser known the fact cacka lack
Shooting up ya brain
Lesser thoughts be lurking and working
Upon the game
Rapper troops be serving and curving
Until their shame
And Lauryn Hill be preaching and teaching
Were all the same (all the same)
Got my eyes upon the prize
With the extra order fries
Look it all these f#cking guys
On how they couldn’t recognize
Yo Jacob on that wake up
So what is the f#cking word
I’ll flush you down the toilet
Little f#cking dickless turd
Kidding little man
Yeah that’s right it’s me again
Your amusing, I’m assuming
That your a comedian
Funny funny man
You should really hit the can
I can shut the f#ck up
And keep moving with the plan
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