Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Remember the Name , by - Remember the Name. Release date: 19.04.2012
Song language: English
Remember the Name |
| coming out the bottom of the mother fucking totem pole |
| calling everyone wo aint believe |
| like i toltd them hoes |
| now they on my scrotum so long its |
| lik i gotta blow |
| baby mama calling up my phone, |
| what the fuck you want |
| cause i dont owe nobody shit stop |
| askin |
| haters get off my dick, stop |
| gaggin |
| they know im schooling them, they |
| tell me stop classing |
| we already know that you the shit |
| stop gaggin |
| eck, and my flow is fucking sick dog |
| make a bitch cough like a sick dog |
| probably cause i spit raw |
| no fucking with this boy |
| other rapper more uncool than when the fridge off |
| damn i think my lids off, more |
| metal then sid freid |
| mind like a mother funking |
| unsolvable jigsaw |
| people ask my audience what you listen him for? |
| shit. |
| caUse i dont think lil waynes |
| come this hard |
| my God, them what that mean |
| since i aint son to no body, then i must b king |
| cocky with it, cause i know that |
| cant nobody stop me with it |
| wanna try? |
| be redy to die |
| kamikaze with it |
| fuck a prince, i know im real shit ya dig |
| cause anit no-mother-fucking-body |
| done the shit i did |
| im the man where im from, but they call me kid |
| give me the crown cause if not then we taking that bitch |
| mother fucker |
| 100 words running, 100 rapper |
| that i ate still in my stomach |
| and 100 other coming, hustling for |
| one-hundred a hundreds |
| i dont give a fuck what you say, |
| give me my mony |
| not college educated, but i can count a shit load |
| connected lik a constellation i can |
| get you shipped more |
| boy i do number with these verses |
| check the info |
| i m azeu A. R rits what the fuck fucks a pistol |
| what the fuck’s a white flag |
| what the fuck’s a price tag |
| what the fuck is beef? |
| fuck it show me wheres the mics at |
| i will tear each one of them mother fucker a nice ass |
| no homo cause we dont get dicked, |
| we aint lik that |
| nah bitch, shouldve hollered at me before |
| cause fuck you pay me is now my steelo |
| and that goes for promoter, for the shows |
| for the verses, for the hoes |
| for the labels, what you owe |
| bitch, give me my dough |
| im the big baller, shot caller of my age |
| 19 years old dwayne wade |
| and the eastside on my back, no matter what they weigh |
| cleverland number23 lik aint |
| know lebrob played |
| so whats up to all my friend who held me down since day one |
| telling them kells the hardest that |
| they come |
| gave the real what they want and i did that |
| so come and blow a blunt with your boy give it here let me split that |
| and i bet they wont forget |
| that |
| cause rapper forgot how to be real |
| forgot how they used to be before the deal |
| but i rember still |
| thats why im not a member of fame just a raw talent wo remember the game |
| and the name, azeu |