Lyrics:
something different
No L in my soul
And I need a little heaven of my own
And I need a little heaven of my own
Bridge (Pip Norman with choir)
I want it to be
love for my nigga named Screw
The Key-C's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He broke em all down and we all got high
love for my nigga named Screw
The Key-C's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He broke em all down and we all got high
and smooth is slow
And that's how you get it, 20 years in a row
Advance how you get 20 years in a hole
Bet 10 that you ass ain't got no soul
Grab that cold
Story told before I retire
Synchronizing like a mighty choir
Providing a golden shower
It's my golden hour
Like the colonizers I devour
Give it all
is live, pump up the base
I got tentacles coming out my face
I rise into the air cut myself open
Warm blood pours down all round
I speak from
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
and Delowe
Where me and my niggas would pass the flow
And got down for ours like hind catchers
My mind catches flashbacks to the black past
While mind
and Delowe
Where me and my niggas would pass the flow
And got down for ours like hind catchers
My mind catches flashbacks to the black past
While mind
Totally psychic open your mind quick as the vibe kicks word to my sidekick
Sex boi let's hoi jislaaik yo yo yo yo yo check out this hype flow
I go by
Yes, the wedding bells are ringing and the choir is beginning to sing
What looks good in the day, at night is another thing
She's looking into my eyes,
I choose to get in mine with sunshine and
Soul power powers me through hours of downtime. I see my city in a different state of mind
I find young
get you higher
We got that acid saliva
My niggas join like a choir
And sing the hook like Mariah
UH
I'm lighting fire with fire now I'm inspired
I don't
pay my tithe
Do I have to wait outside?
White man, please take another look
Cause we couldn't be readin' out of the same book
Cause youse a crook
couldn't pay my tithe
Do I have to wait outside?
White man, please take another look
'Cause we couldn't be readin' out of the same book
'Cause youse
of gettin' our ass kicked
By so called Christians an' Catholics
But I'm a watch 'em burn in the fire
See I'm a G, that's why I ain't in your choir
'Cause
eating up my shit
Lick, lick, lick, lick and lick, lick and lick and lick
Then she did, did the dip
Had an ex in '22 that lived in Mass B
A lil flex, I
That’s another story, I’m too sober to bounce off topic
Find me the beat and drop it
Pass me the mic I’ll rock it like a comet
Soul train yo
Straight
this shit is hysterical
By my nephews and nieces I will email Jesus
Tell him forward to Moses and cc Allah
Mr. soul survivor does that make me
Steady bearing your soul to the world, you undressed
Surrounded by your successors and the whores you ain't fucked yet
That's how I was gettin' it, I
my nephews and nieces, I will email Jesus
Tell him forward to Moses and cc: Allah
Mr. Soul Survivor does that make me a Konvict?
'Be all you can be',
this shit is hysterical
By my nephews and nieces I will email Jesus
Tell him forward to Moses and cc Allah
Mr. soul survivor does that make me
the life of another girl damaged by the system
These foster homes, I run away and never do miss 'em
See, my hormones just run away and if I can get em back
eating dirt
Being buried alive
Put to death by surprise in
The name of black gods
Ain't I most fly? Young pie don't cry
Dry the tears from your eye
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