Lyrics:
remember this all I dream shit
But I followed through I made this a reality
I had to do this, my ultimate fatality
Worried my album would flop, no sanity
climb, the
Unsuspecting rise by hundreds, from the finite
Ensemble of files, eyewitnesses find as
Hits, but the limelight can flicker in upon a
Disguise,
Grand Rising
Grand Rising
I woke up, heard this beat
And decided to rap
And this mini project is an appetizer before the albums
Yes, that was plural
Bring it in
Once upon a time there was a brotha named Kastro
Had a little problem with his cash flow
More than once his friend'd tell me he had
This album was written over the course of one week
And mainly created in just four studio sessions between Logic and No. I.D
But perfected over
want to be,
You're gonna have to learn pimpology.
Pimpology, a pimp's profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be
profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be giant sized,
Come to my school. Get pimp-matized.
In your school, what do they
I got a dolla 4 my thoughts I'm bout to cash em in
Born the year after hugo but I'm still in the wind
They say it's a new beginning after every end
and caught me by surprise (yeah yeah)
I didn't know that you would change my life (yeah yeah)
How did you know you'd be the baby (yeah)
How did you know
And I spit from the soul, the only way you're gonna feel it
Memories of me getting beat by my dad as a youth
This album represents me, nothing but
Bring it in
Once upon a time there was a brotha named Kastro
Had a little problem with his cash flow
More than once his friend'd tell me he had
Cut spleen, punctured liver and four broken ribs
I'm worried that he might die before I have the chance to forgive him
For the shit that he did
to like smoking with homies
But now I prefer getting high by myself, I don't know
Why I be like this, ay, when did I grow
So fucking violent, I lost control
Swimmin' in the money come and find me, Nemo
If I was at the club you know I balled, chemo
Dropped the mixtape, that shit sounded like an album
Who'd have
Artist: Sycosis
Album: Find Me When You Wake Up
Song: Sittin Pretty
Written By: Erik Roberts, Kode Knazze
Produced by: Kace The Producer
Recorded:
yeah
Journey, yeah
Hold on, hold on, hold on
It's about the journey, yeah
Journey, yeah
Yeah, 2014 number one album worldwide
They said I'd be
*Royce talking*
D-12, worst fucking rap group ever (You ready?)
Royce Da 5'9" would like to apologize to the family of my homeboy Bugz
for lettin'
ressens la tate-pa, drive by en allemand 4x4
GSXR, roue arrière, 93 que des barbares
Toujours sur le tarmac, armé jusqu'au Air Max
Bébé sache que mon
self funded
Workin' by myself is a chore
A low budget is current, but I'm workin' for more
They know nothin'
The future holds an album for sure
For what
Freeing the damned by being free as I am
And speaking belief into people sittin' with reason to stand
Who just might be needing a hand
I got you
9th
schreib euch Raps
4D machen euch Beats
Bullen euch Beine, Writer ein Peace
Das sagt "Fuck the Police"
Warum sag ich das in fast jedem Absatz
Den ich
Yo
(Gonna open this album out with some) Some of that hip hop
(Lyrical spiritual miracle, uh lyrical spiritual miracle) Yeah-yeah
sound like mine?
Now, to have a partna as well as my friend
Well I have two partnas as well as my friend
And on goes by the name of...
Maganoo aka
I’ve been counting all my stack up
Then i went out, bought a Challenger
Dude pulled up at the light
Green light go
He did not challenge her
Spent 4
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