Lyrics:
floatin' like prada in a metro
Every large animal stole ours, but fresh crews?
I'm comin' off like a bad weave
I pertrude to retreave the last star
From
Yo introducing the improvement of a natural act
You hear this beat drop and watch it move the front to the back
And it's actually time to react
In Every Waking Hour
Music & Lyrics: Erik Martensson & Ronnie Atkins
When you're lost
Feeling blue
I'll be by your side
Gonna watch over you
through
You watch as time steals another day from you now,
Another day passing by and then it's gone.
Another day and you get nothing done,
Who can save you
to get dumber
Gang bang tend to slang bloody visions of hell
Call it way of life, living in this concrete shell
Yeah, watch me build a bridge into your
on get your money up
My flow?s so contagious delivery so sick
You might get Inamonia just from hearing me spit
So don't make threats talking what ya ain't
Fishermen
Sitting by the shore at low tide
the morning breezing me just fine
i am packing up hope in a bag
while the fishermen are waving from
a greater man except Jesus
Who can touch me, bet a hundred thou' you couldn't bust me
The original Likwit rough rhymer
Protected by the gat and bandana, who
all over me
And I wonder how long
it takes to get away...
so far away
so far away
I'm a monster,
nobody knows who I am
I'm a monster,
nobody gets what I
in it
Deep inside the darkness I slowly slip in it
Murder by the minute, true confessions of a Smith and Wesson
Livin' in Detroit all my life caused me
Take off ya clothes to go gold, sell ya soul to live lavish
[Verse One]
It seems every man want to be a pop star
It's obvious to me that you forgot who
Such a lonely sound from far
Can you feel someone
Creeping up behind you and you're too scared
To see if you might know them?
Every strong man gets
can anything be over if it never started
The weak departed
In this genetic inherited from God
Karma in the lights of stars
Life is not a blessing
real fast from the jump
Yo, you're nothin but a runner, son of a (chill!)
But I told em, now watch me scold em
To a groove that improve as it soothes
stars but I can just look at them from so far (it's over)
moved to the A 'n' promised I'ma be back
I'm still #1 in Houston like T-Mac
Check my sleeve tat I know you see that
H with star syrup pourin' over green
lunch
Chauffeur driven the maybach partition raised
Smoking cuban cigars they bugging get the raid
Monogram all in the blunt
The watch a one of one ion
it far
Had to be NASA to see I'm a star
Flew by the doubters who gave no support
Asked me to change paid em' no mind at all
Stuck in my ways
percenter laws instilled father did his part really
Ball is in my palm spinning
Watch it till I'm nauseous
Guided from the inside so my
Pride is just my
an angel meant to walk down here
And you believe it's all divine
And you don't play by all those temporal rules
You watch the world begin to die
Learned to live with decisions that you make
I learned things from the break that I can't forget
Catch you doing drive-bys at one AM
It must kill
dreamer
I'ma take a tall glass and I pass on the creamer
Space gas never pass on the greener the reefer
Droptop Bebop got pulled over by a fucking cop
I was
been one to just seat back and watch
Had to go get it regardless the odds
Of making it big or making it far
Had to be NASA to see I'm a star
Flew by
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