Black Cobain - 4 Am Lyrics

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Destinies fulfilled off the filling from the pillow talking

How you killing my I hope you built the coffin

I got virgin learns please excuse the coughin

Think Im bout to blow they call me george boston

Respect is never given so I confiscate it

Get acquainted with mine I get them aclamated

red dice Im a gambling man Im never taking twice

Had to escape the life

This aint for all and every people dont compare me to rappers

Im trying to be like the beatles

Give me some soul money niggers is gassed up

Tell them to keep it running Im keeping the grass cut

No snakes royalty hating niggers dont get no pussy

So its more for me she invited me in her mouth

You know its we throwin racks she said please dont talk to me

All my niggers is winning shout out to charlie sheen

I spit barsmoney machine

A money machine of course Im trying to be the king that was part of my dream

late on me fuck ya so we fuck ya we dont love ya

patron at 4 am fuck the last call

The way your heard of that the way yo heard of all

Hard listen me for when the they judge us

Dark side of town baby mama blues

When dramas and niggers and drama consume

All you ask boys while you knock that bitch up

You cant out boy

Im a my opinion is my

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Im in forever these ever niggers and pencil

Got colors only loco theyre buzzing

Im at dallas with luggage flash straight to the money

And yo all understand my my colocvials lovely

Saw they quote me and love my like Im a poet or something

How I kick it I like or something

Shady bitches is disgust me

Make the least of you haters make the most of your money

Hard consistence drop long as your motors running

I used to heat on mama house by opening her oven

Now mama see that shit on oprah and know that it is coming

Thats real shit its rap my nigger cole busy but is back

I light a tell them sip of my thinking of rap

They werent thinking of rough they were giving a fuck

Now everywhere I go they be giving it up

I seen it all quarter

They had that rocking like a know that

Shout out to captain and free my nigger ricky

We always for polo we miss you little penny

We skip college chase dollars and black pennies

Now in the kingdom where this mess in is

Where bad bitches with bad intentions just act really

This way they love you then they hate you going

Yeah going they like you then they hate you going

Going sweeter and the simpler

Who got the juice nigger ?

nigger work work work work work.

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