Lloyd Banks Lyrics

Lloyd Banks Lyrics

"Mutherfuckin' Star Lyrics"

Labyrinth Of Glass Lyrics
My eyes can see so close, the invisible walls which force you in conformed paths guiding your mind under a bright sky of painted glass [PRE CHORUS:] Without a hole to the warm rays of sun Ohh! Find the way, to

now mutherfucker take a look at the kid
now take a look at the crib
no take a look at the car I'm a mutherfucking star
it's kinda hard for me to practice cause niggas aint up to par
and my paper stretch longer than abdul-jabar
get hit with a leaner and the grib of a lobster
with a pooched screen I gun a man with a chopper
you played me you musta had a frying pan full of vodka
I rode a bike now I land in a chopper
you should keep your head down if you got love for him
before you
Satan Wants Me Dead Lyrics
Oh goodness me, I've got a price on my head Oh goodness me, Satan, yeah, he wants me dead Oh goodness me, he's putting thoughts in my head Oh goodness me, I'm being tempted, oh yeah Oh goodness me, no ones exempt, oh yeah greater is He, th
see his ass flying off the roof like nutso in above the rim
the kid is out for the gusto and I love to win
driving the industry nutso I'ma rub it in
you page me a trial every kid is spoiled
smell that nigga I just shit it on you
I pass bullets so the gun goes with me
and the bullets are the size of Mutumbo's pinky
and they automatic which means they unload quickly
I hit these niggas with a drum role 50 they make another song
get a bitch pregnant, wrong I don't trust myself walk into the
A New Religion Lyrics
it's early but I'm leaving a new dawn and a new religion help me and I will try lend me the hand of (life?) show me that I can fly just stand there by my side how many words are written you can read but you don't listen
hotel with the rubber on
then I'm gone I ain't playing funny style ain't wearing your shit I wear my own
the industry for me some mutherfucking rap homie gimme a cheque
a couple mil. and jet
see heavy smoking is a thing I do
that's why me weed supply could fill up the pouch on a kangaroo
we in the club with the daggers and razors too
I'm cool as ice water my earings are laser blue
you should cop a new vest
cause if I got a tatoo for every nigga that past there wouldn't be room leftYou'll Never Own Me (False Prophets) Lyrics
You'll never have the authority To be in charge of me So don't give me your orders Or your boring commentary Just because you think You're of a so called better breed You seem to think that you're so special But yo
R> and I'll be damned if I spend my afternoon stressed
when my sex partner is 5'9 with baloon breasts
ghost writing is a hobbie kid
so if a nigga shit sound like I wrote it I probably did
and you can tell you flopped on your last tour
cause your dressing room is the size of my bathroom
if I'm at the dealer I ain't browsing I'm buying
these rappers can't spend a 100,000$ they lieing
damn near sold 100,000 you crying
tell you what here's a tech
shoot yourself in the neck