swinging again Up on a wind and down on a friend It's a fine day It gets so cold in here You burn up in the atmosphere For a fine day, a fine, fine day
day long, all day long Cowboy Troy bringin' you this song All day long, all day long Cowboy Troy bringin' you this song [Verse 3 - Cowboy Troy] I'm comin' with the best
-nichi-ju Kuroi Amerikajin yoru All day long, all day long Cowboy Troy bringin' you this song All day long, all day long Cowboy Troy bringin' you this song I'm comin' with the best
it So even to the producer it's hard to I.D. it Bars tremendous, it's in your best interest I insist your men just, do your best Bish's rendish Endless
my raps I keep it gully while I?m spitting this fire on hot tracks My skills speak for themselves I?m like a young LL back in the day when he was rocking
you out before I even get to the beach With my Trans-atmospheric space based mirrors Can you write that out without typographical error? Dumb fucks I'm the best
chief. I'm the merciless God of anyone that disturbs me in my universe. Fuck with me and you will suffer my wrath. [Buddha Monk] It's assassination day
that some kids...who were invited to come did / I'm the center of attention...the talk of the town / It ain;t all that profound, but on this special day
says Gothika With some black lipstick on certain occasions Take first place in a pageant like Jean Benet Be found in the basement dead the next day Choke her best
took off her bra and socks and drawers It was like a massage-a-trois Why the witnesses always positioned up in your business Like they're invested in your best
Sing along. If you didn't hear it you're gonna hear it right now."] [Slug] Bam, the door way opened for me I saw ways and told the story Raw day dreams
holds him just to listen for a minute Daddy's hands are the meaning of security And baby's hands are the evidence of purity Thinking back to the day baby
of proportion Using sarcasm as my second language Look mom I'm famous, I mean I'm flagrant You say you write your best rhymes when you high I say I write my best
[CHORUS] In my Continental Splinter off the mental When you want the best show Never accept anything less Elements of purpose True love from the first
gray space between fingerprinting and booking Do your best 'cause the lesson is love It's enough to keep your head up, another day to get up Wake up,
job got her health benefits straight she believes in the right to choice but she loves baby girl and she wants a boy makes more now a days on the day
your veins fangs craving interchangeable hair similar name jeans faux-made take charge and late start playthings it ain't harder to tell they rebel to celebrate the day
that (? ? ?) by itself tracksmart. Act like a part of this you'll find yourself a victim of the rhyme bombarde'ment weak shit I have the tolerance. I write the best