Lyrics:
damit wheres the rock
I get inspired by boos and who you are
When they ask I laugh
Sign autograph
You used to cut my hair
Oh really my bad
Life moves
there was more to the story than that
'Cause she plays things down but according to that
He went missing one day in the morning he ran
She's doing
took my hip hop serious
Years later now the pen game is Furious
Styles from a Boy-N-The-Hood
Post G-Funk Era trying to do good
What about Quik,
cult classics in my eyes, and I kind of like them
And I decided, I like that album title so much, I wanted to really exemplify it in a new song, and this
I'm aggravated, unfiltered for the present bestow
When cancel culture cutting necks I let my cutlery show
When they were flexing empty checks I kept
the next generation)
Now, as I open up my story, with the blaze of your blunts
And you can picture thoughts slowly, up on phrases I wrote
And I can walk
don't need guts to get the glory
I learnt to never define mine by what I see you yours
Cos if I did, then it wouldn't be my story
Happy sad
Hot but I'm
Yeah guard your food it's the new vultures
Hands on my plate when they imitate the culture
Thought for food I illustrate departure
Departing flights
People been telling me, 'Trilly calm down'
I know that the timing is now
I'm elegance, all of my city partakes
In the in glow of the culture
The love
tastes, finest cheese, wine, liquor
What's that word that they use, yeah they call us city slicker when we bicker bout culture
Corrupted by pop culture like
Exposing the corroborator is a must
You want us to live in poverty is it by force
Lekwe agwo politicians we cannot trust
My people me pe anya gi me pe anya
off the Hen, I was smokin', I got too high
Damn, time flies by
It's like I knew your whole lifetime, my nigga
We accomplished so much shit
We
shootin', sike, I made you look
Yo, I spilled my guts last album and y'all thought it was suicide
The snakes in the grass and the rats in the sewer died
Makes somebody hurt
Somedays it's better
And some days its worse
Aeroplane mode on my phone
Every second I'm watching time
Hard to be mindful by street
Yeah
Two
The calm before the storm
Penning my life behind these bars and these beats that I prescribe
So when I'm dead and gone, I hope they keep me
other than acting is the hardest industry
To be the best and stand out with a clear USP
For me I try to do this by keeping my writing versatile
That's why
furniture shopping, too busy burnin' you
Watching you, learning you
Word to Pac, I'm plottin' to murder you
Sure the thought can occur to you
My next album
ya not see it
Hip-Hop culture who gonna lead it, ya not see it
K, are, S One, ya not see it
Peace love unity and havin' the fun, ya not see it
Tell a whole story by painting a picture
Different colours by creating a mixture
Pumping out songs, like it's an addiction
Move to a new canvas, like
problema entao eu vou seguir na fe
I was born in the night and molded by the moon
Darkness in my aura so black it looks blue but
I've adopted all the shadows
on
How I get the fuck out of here and stand alone
Passion made Christ story, just to sing along
Ancestors sit on my shoulders, whether right or wrong
coming through
lock down let beast out
Am Taking machine all you get is code
written by men story's on told
fell in love my album getting
excited. This explains why people say this song saved my life.
Rwenzori music is nice to listen to, dance to and dive into. It brings to life our culture
culture, build the homeless a home
I'm not runnin', for Congress or the President
I'm just here, to tell the world, how my story went
You see, first it
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