Lyrics:
I wear my heart upon my sleeve
For you to see (Mr. Worldwide)
I don't care what they believe we should be (Leona Lewis)
I won't run away 'cause I
They done freed Lady Wee welcome home sis
This song was inspired by Mozzy
It's y'all versus us you don't know what you up against
We ain't them you
they give you reason
Leona Lewis, my heart is bleeding
Rightfully so, my beliefs are treason
Everyone has theirs, guess it wasn't my season
I just tried
selfish? Never
But all I do is overtake
I could've put that in my bio
Spent most of my teenage years in YO
Went school with Leona Lewis and Ayo
I deal with
Selassie I, mix it with Mahalia's joy
A C.S. Lewis mind with some Phyllis Wheatley art
A little Sojourner spirit, with a King David heart
Clicked up with
usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two.
the sewage
I just pay some people they can show me where your crew is
I'ma run up on them like my name was Carl Lewis
Can’t show this on TV I'ma beat him till
a fuck.
Chances are usually not good
'Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And gettin' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white
(You fi come closer, baby)
Am I going to be single all my life?
I want you to stop and come on by
(You fi come closer, baby)
'Cause you know what us
usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two.
to gel it
So y'all gon' have to let me pop my shit
I threw a Panama Lewis mix on the fit
and tried to stretch it a bit
I bounce out and keep the motor
of the main reasons I don't give a fuck.
Chances are usually not good
'Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And gettin' jacked by the you-know-who.
When
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
In the mix
In the mix
Bad boys
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
In the mix
I wanna hear your
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
In the mix
I
Life in the endz could be hard, devasting for a young, black man
Swayed by the streets, get raised by the streets
Only thinks with his fist, no cease
bound, silly creep
I leave a rapper with a single bound
Yes I rips up the West, I'm the best, I'm no jokin
I run up shit creek and freak the backstroke
So
with the hoody
Back on Main Street, the maxi-single
Copped it at the Goody
Up in the room, writing graffiti for hours
Dreams of being in a tower with
Nia
in bank accounts with apostrophes
Then spill it back
That is not fact but run it back on the track, it's a wise hypothesis
Don't ever cross me, Not
they taught that I wouldn't
Saw what I want and I took it
U only make moves when they looking
Adding the sauce when I mix it up
Yo favorite rapper
Got
cocaine like Kool-Aid mix
Matter of fact y'all I could use a fix
[Slurp sound] Bitch, you like that hoe?
Now drop to your knees and blow, and who wanna
Since every single body and they mama dropping Wilt stats
Lemme build a super team and fix that
We could shake the game yea we gon mix that
Crossing
ALL BUT JUST A SMALL HANDFUL OF NATIONS?
IT'S A PAPERCLIP OPERATION
BY EVEN THE MOST REASONABLE EXPLANATION
IT MAY WELL BE THE SINGLE LONGEST
a fuck what you say, I pull up with a K
I'ma spray any day, I'ma fly to L.A
I don't got a bae, ask that bitch how it taste
And I run to the bank and I
Allah just, I lay it for the mix tapes
Quick to quake a label-mate
The sound came outta rusted crate
Surrounded by cobwebs
Beat smooth enough
in that
Make dope songs n run with that
My track record
Is like Carl Lewis being injected
With some of that eyes rolled back
But you should know that
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