Lyrics:
have been imprisoned by my father, who wishes me to
marry against my will. Please, please, please come and rescue me.
I am in the tall tower of Swamp
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
different brethren lifting burdens with my gift from heaven
Jayso put me on this rhythm like it's xpliph & Sheldon
Lift da head & Spit da heavens down & quit
to be obsessive
But I know we'll be respected by the time we get to heaven
God is opening the gates while I'm listening to Kevin
When it comes
Ima show
rode with a cat on a one-eyed dragon up medina ridge's sand
We've leaped from the highest heavens with St. Michael's warrior band
We've ridden bolts
from Europe Michael Angelo drew up
Not Mohammed or Buddah the Virgin Mary or some Joseph Smith screw up
Respectfully don't check for me I'm
Police come around i don't say shit
Too real i don't buy that fake shit
Flow sick
Michael jordan on his flu game shit
Been up and down the streets been
Is Take Trips & Talk Sh!t
If Ya Foul Ima Smell Ya When Ya Come Around Here
Face To Face Deals Got Me Healed By The Will Of God
I’m From The West Side,
give me a toke
So I Don’t fuck up the rotation
Puff puff give
I’ll take a word smith
Vacation
Next on the mic
Is my bro ravioli
Ravioli: third eye
Hennessy different
You get ya crew jammed up
I got my blue bands up
I'll put you down when we come in
Contact like this two hand touch
Arsonal puts his hands
8:46 i look thru the list
Of children of god police couldn't co exist w
I'm on my Medgar (Evers) & Malcolm (x) shit
Scribe by my lonely uptown in
Complementary of the heavens, I'm flyer than angel wings
Looking down on you devils, gas pedal to the floor
Suckas jealous and they hate, I ain't
Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?
I'll catch P and Silkk the Shocker right after the Grammys
And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami
Run
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
it's goin down
Damn right it's always lit whenever karmaa come around
True Im a dancing fool and I like my music loud
And I'm so high on life my head is
Illuminati hunting under moonlight
Choppa wake the kids that's alright
Yesterday Poppa laid down his life
So we best continue his fight like
How we
Nah
Take that shit back
Told you way to many times aye
1 2 3 4
Stay away fuck nigga aye
You cannot come in here no way
Great what you thought I was
(Brent Bourgeois/Michael W.Smith)
Here I go,restless heart
Another lovely misadventure in the dark
All my friends who knew me when
Tell me not
bitches to
"come to my hotel" to livin' in one
Man I ain't never backed down from shit
I got heart you know
The 40? Not an opening act
When it start to show
Father, who art in heaven, hallowed by Thy money. They kingdom come...money, They will be done...money, on Earth as it is in money. Give us this day our
the hot
Trizack that sound like heaven
Seven six five four three two one
My mon' Meth-Tical come and get some
Playin' my position, hot Nixon
This
want deep leave 'em behind
Aiyo
1-2-3-4-5-6-7
Blaze the hot trizack
Shine like heaven
7-6-5-4-3-2-1
Come on Mr. Smith come get some
My
that sound like Heaven (uh-huh)
Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
Come on Mr. Smith, come get some (some, some, some) (yeah)
When young sons
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