Lyrics:
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
Craig, crush the hash
The Beretta's in the stash
Well, bang! let's kick it off like a butt
More fakes than Allen front to leave
You lost like a treasure
are drained and his cloak is fake
His scythe collects dust, is it mine to take?
Not if the world needs another horrid shake
Cuz all light is gone
of the repressive apparatus. The names of the fallen ones are:
Carlos Augusto Barroso, 19, killed by skull crushing.
William Fernandes Leite, 22, killed by a shot
of October
Man my jumpsuit red, not cause I wanted it colored
I'm underground in my city, I guess I'm a hidden gem
Knock on wood if imma make it, if I die,
shit
This that category 5, this that quake, bitch
See I'm so funked out, like out of here
Like blue lights in the basement
And it's a red state, in
to be sweet, by keepin it street
Lazy poet and I don't got to have them tactics to turn fake rappers
And crack addicts, tell the weak hit from my bomb
and yo fake ass chains
I'm out here tryna kill all the damn KKK
Im tryna get my momma out the west end by today
I ain't got rid of nun my demons by
melon in now
With a pistol so big yo it could lift
A hippo and knock an elephant down
Akh, I punch a lot, I'm tellin' you now
And that fake-ass ice that
blunts stay tight
(Wet it with the steelo', niggas know they below, status)
And your eyes red
(My fuckin' apparatus, be the baddest
Entertainin',
be wack or smart, just fuckin' act the part
Y'all rappers ain't shit, basically fakes, you pussy
I'm not a gangsta but it's a big mistake to push me
Sphinx,
It's not what you think
That's how it goes
The Colossus of Rhodes
Why are the pyramids
Made of Emma stone?
So alone
Tossed around by primitives
Sphinx
It's not what you think
That's how it goes
The Colossus of Rhodes
Why are the pyramids
Made of Emma stone?
So alone
Tossed around by primitives
pleasure. Check it out
It's real smooth
(Intro sample: I'm the Slime by Frank Zappa 1973 album Overnite Sensation)
I'm gonna blow your mind (best believe
heaven on a beat, I'm a legend in these streets
Corn Coast jumpsuit, you can bet it's made by me
So you know it's plain to see that we moving like the sea
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
since I put my first record out
But I could put a chain around my second album
And wear it as a neck medallion
Became a millionaire, went downhill from
Cole World, DJ Khaled!
Yeah, back from the dead
Like Michael Jackson in red jackets, with naps in my head
Who's white or black, it's a rare package
(Yah-Yah)
Chain reaction
I lock on my energy to enemies
Dagger cut through anything
I'm aimin' like it's huntin' season
(Bah) red eye on that choppa
That shit
to king, wit a million
MC's waitin in line
Keep a barrel on this album if my man's and them rise
[Method Man]
Now speed it up, uh
[Chorus: x 2]
Run
shot it
Everybody trying to divide us
Keep them fake niggas from around us
Motherfucking nigga!
[TQ]
I'm a ryder
I live life high
I'm guaranteed
a fake animated
Character with a real
Person riding on your side like Roger Rabbit
Yeah you put on some classics
Like been on an R Kelly song andthat's it
on this album if my man's and them rise
[Method Man]
Now speed it up, uh
[Chorus 2X: Run]
Run really make ya wanna drop, drop
Now wanna make ya go live,
meet by fake deeds
I'll take dreams, make 'em real
Take peace, place, peel
Stick that shit 'til it makes deals
Always Strong how it fuckin' feels
Never
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