MCMXCII by Emanuel X Lyrics
Keepa meana
Demeanor/
Blame it on the El he hit
Like Missy misdemeanor/
Lifes a jungle nigga You
Either zebra or cheetah/
Wins make friends foes
And foes say you a cheater/
Fuck bein a
People pleaser/
Kings die
Beheaded/
When glory on ya head
Ya Enemies head dreaded/
Indebted to the hot Headed
Now ya chest leaded/
Bitches sus too cuz they'll
Swear they never said it/
My nigga don't you
Forget it/
Niggas Weak
Willed/
Already jealous Just
Because I speak skilled/
Shootas willin to kill And
I ain't hit my peak still/
Involved all for the love
Of a Cheap thrill/
Call It a
Meek Mill/
Lines so deep It take
A moment to get them/
So Don't hate me hate the system
Put spics in slums to evict em/
Niggas ain't had my Back
When I was against the wall/
But Betrayal makes it
Easy for me to reject calls/
Mothafucka/
Telephone effect:
Fuck all y'all niggas
Real talk mothafuck all y'all niggas
Fuck all y'all bitches
Real talk mothafuck all y'all bitches
No i in iPhone When
Everybody has it/
Steve did his job To turn ya consumer habit to addict/
So now When niggas get they feelings hurt they turn to faggots/
Cuz the apps and propaganda
Make you think you gotta have it/
Life of
A king/
Gets to the brink of
Respect over everything/
When you coming upThat's
When the ppl start to cling/
More family, and more Hoes
The reason the phone ring/
But wait till the
Angels to sing/
See once you at
The peak/
That's when the people choose
To lose the interest to speak/
And everybody who surrounded
You reveals theyre weak/
A bunch of yes men, you'll
Never Find what you seek/
Every ending
Looks bleek/
I can't fuck
Witt niggas/
The only focused Mind
In a room fulla sinners/
But I'm a sinner too, weak
When the truth was delivered/
Cuz the one closest To you could
Be the one..
Witt his finga on the trigga nigga/
Demeanor/
Blame it on the El he hit
Like Missy misdemeanor/
Lifes a jungle nigga You
Either zebra or cheetah/
Wins make friends foes
And foes say you a cheater/
Fuck bein a
People pleaser/
Kings die
Beheaded/
When glory on ya head
Ya Enemies head dreaded/
Indebted to the hot Headed
Now ya chest leaded/
Bitches sus too cuz they'll
Swear they never said it/
My nigga don't you
Forget it/
Niggas Weak
Willed/
Already jealous Just
Because I speak skilled/
Shootas willin to kill And
I ain't hit my peak still/
Involved all for the love
Of a Cheap thrill/
Call It a
Meek Mill/
Lines so deep It take
A moment to get them/
So Don't hate me hate the system
Put spics in slums to evict em/
Niggas ain't had my Back
When I was against the wall/
But Betrayal makes it
Easy for me to reject calls/
Mothafucka/
Telephone effect:
Fuck all y'all niggas
Real talk mothafuck all y'all niggas
Fuck all y'all bitches
Real talk mothafuck all y'all bitches
No i in iPhone When
Everybody has it/
Steve did his job To turn ya consumer habit to addict/
So now When niggas get they feelings hurt they turn to faggots/
Cuz the apps and propaganda
Make you think you gotta have it/
Life of
A king/
Gets to the brink of
Respect over everything/
When you coming upThat's
When the ppl start to cling/
More family, and more Hoes
The reason the phone ring/
But wait till the
Angels to sing/
See once you at
The peak/
That's when the people choose
To lose the interest to speak/
And everybody who surrounded
You reveals theyre weak/
A bunch of yes men, you'll
Never Find what you seek/
Every ending
Looks bleek/
I can't fuck
Witt niggas/
The only focused Mind
In a room fulla sinners/
But I'm a sinner too, weak
When the truth was delivered/
Cuz the one closest To you could
Be the one..
Witt his finga on the trigga nigga/