Testi:
Game Eat Your Beats Alive

eat ya beats alive When ya come to the lab - eat ya beats alive All about this cash - eat ya beats alive Nigga all about math - eat ya beats alive [The

't know why you tryin to leave this game State to state, plenty hoes and plenty money to make Writing raps, makin more than them niggaz movin weight The game

the still born vibe, till the villagers circled and determand "it is alive", shipped to bell view eyes fuzzy talking funny, like "eagle one to grey squirrel whats your

gotta let it out I've gotta sing it loud They say to listen to your heart, that's why I speak to the beat Trying to find my direction like ?Never eat

B to the O and to the B I owe it to the streets And I ain't tryna brag but you know your boys a beast And yeah I gotta eat cause my groceries on this beat

I'm sicca than period pads drippin' All over your hands gettin' The back seat or the trunk, it's your choice Dead or alive, smothered and fried The way you better uncover your

Your happy meal skills is still, no frills Cook ckrills, sign deals, when you see me, just kneel Or rocking mills, your hospital bill Blood from your

vest up under the shirt pussy I see that maxi pad under your skirt Don't try to hide your dress get hit with 25 or less Have the surgeons inside your

feel you, They be starin at the money like it's unfamiliar, I get it, I live it, To me there's nothings realer, Just enough to solve your problems, Too