paroles de chanson TRANSCENDENT (Prelude) - Williss

Three to four racks in my pants
Beastie Boy groupie type tramps
They beg Williss to give them a chance
I run up a bag and ignore them then do my lil dance
I notice the devil been working
But I know that there's one thing for certain
If Williss is really a god then I'm swearing to me imma stop on that serpent
I turn my hoes to monthly listeners
My opps into my prisoners
My bitches in a line to link I give the cue like riddler
These bitches know they visitors
My haters all contributors
It's Will I double S and the last S standing for sinister

I ain't fucking with that weak shit I mean it just
Slow down
Got a hand on my peace a bitches hand on my meat
Slow down

Will you be there for you
Will you be there for you
Will you be there for you
Will you be there for you
Will you be there for you