Lyrics:
This is your second chance
So you've gone back
To the last decade
Six years or more
That endless summer
Before I knew you
Rust paintings hanging
In
Evil when i see you
Real G's gone need you when
They snatched by da people
Got G's servin 20 to life long
Bids turn real G's into wives
No feet
I've surfaced from the wreckage
By creating more damage
Those I loved, where we grew up
Are now nothing but shells with
Broken bones, abandoned
on you my brother, but I can't cut them ties
So, I deal with the lies
And deal with the favors that you ask
But I'm still by my lonely, why can't I leave
the past decade
We built this shit from nothing
Together
I'm talking about my better half
My best self
I'm talking about Tone Gold
Let's go to back 2010 I'm
round again
The ghost cat is creeping around again
For one two three, one two three decades you’ve been mine
Still I’m avoiding, avoiding you like a land
The night falls on Nong Bone town
Seventeen ladyboys and he are beating up small change Europeans
Someone gets drugged by three old ladies
This is
Time is all around
Even when the machines stop making
sounds
Pace will be there
Even when there's nothing nowhere
Hours will fly by
Even when
Decades apart
Scandal driven from the very start
Drunk, audacious swine
Passing out after too much wine
Photographed undraped
Your climaxes
Ramen noodles for they first meal, shit
They ain't eating right
Just did a decade
Happy to be home with a job
Wear they reflector vest to sleep
On
An island trying to peep the horizon from the highest peak in the sky and
Puerto Rico, Ireland, Manhattan chimed in by him every place I been
she's never satisfied
We've been fucking for decades, sex has gotten routine
We gotta spice that shit up, I'm not a total machine
I'm sick of all
Time goes by puffin on a lie, hoping that it gets me high
Gotta nigga going crazy, crazy
Niggas wanted to kill me, got locked up and never found
been down for a minute now
There's none flyer, all the live wires in the ground
A young messiah, admired by entire town
Sun-fire, stay higher than
the oldest surviving recording of Thomas Edison’s voice, made in October 1888 he describes an imagined trip “around the world on the phonograph,” by Cunard
your lack of empathy is stuck in your pride
Only showed me love when you wanted me by your side
It's getting harder to hide my thoughts
Hard to lie, I'm
forward,
but one which stops again, shorted by guilt.
Each one decays as it is drawn into debt.
The debt of capital starts again from its own ashes
it
the bottom
Taking it step by step
Showing y'all respect yeah
That's worth a lot of time
Until I reach to the top yeah
Until I become an icon
Y'all should stop
impact'll snap a brick in half as quick as seconds on the chronograph get ticked
Brick by brick, I built myself here a motherfuckin' establishment, look (uh)
and queens
Fought for ten decades for the gods they made
I shouted out "Who killed the Kennedys?"
When after all, it was you and me
When you meet me, have some
And Jackie-
And Jack-
The White House is under attack
Eight years is the limit, but eight will do
By then there'll be Bobby-
-And Teddy, too
the fold out covers
And the crazy illustrations
I got older and bought my own records
By thirteen I had three crates collected, huh
And that's my pride, no
the grave of god
Banished, soon dead
See it in his eyes
Like you see it on the tombs
Of human decades, one by one
All the things he spoke
fingertips running up my back,
The truest parts of the feeling within skinned by insecurities in him,
Will no longer retort to the truth,
This half-decade
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