Lyrics:
work when you in love with her
Even back in high school niggas knew that I'd never be a struggler
Most likely to succeed you shoulda nominated me, King
make em
They say "Did you know that you would make a living?" no I didn't
Although even if I never made a penny it'd be worth it
I made music that was
And I'm motivation for their rhymes, who
Me? D-dot-E-N-D
The dude who don't even got one EP
Only rip remixes like its sweet
Oh dude must think that he's
I'm a crumpled up piece of paper lying here
'Cause I remember it all, all, all too well
Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it
I'd like
I'm a crumpled up piece of paper lying here
'Cause I remember it all, all, all too well
Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it
I'd like
mean? And I don't know
If it was even anger
But it was just the way
That you were getting all
Of your emotions out and now
I think your emotions
Are
a record of some type"
I said, "man, the hype behind run-d.m.c. and cool j
What the fuck makes you think they're gonna give us a play?"
We did a few shows
there's something I feel strongly about,
Then I'll discuss it,
And if I only make one album before I kick the bucket?
I'll hold that album to my heart in my
Wrapped his hands around her throat and made his fingers lock
Even this brutal suffocation wasn’t doin the job
So resilient a bright light in which he’d
you recorded your album on a 4 track
You ain't underground cause your beats are wack, or even if they're fat
You ain't underground simply cause your
tour has got me feeling tired like I'm itchin'
And uh even though it's physical differences and my siblings
That's why I feel so down even at the top
mind
You stuck around even though the
World frowns on me
Kept me happy when I was down
You never clowned on me
Down for me, my friend they better believe
not legit
You heard "Criminal Minded", and bit the whole shit
Now if I punch you in your face I'd be wrong
Don't even think about battling with
Say my niggas don't dance we just pull up our pants and
Do the Rockaway
I was raised by Hip-Hop Tupac Mac Dre
West side, I ain't a crip or a blood
drive em
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
These niggas that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town,
could not yet be put into words
Skip forward a year, 1995
A new album by Green Day comes into my life
I'm told "this is punk" and I dye my hair green
like Johnny Manziel
Play my album that's my life Star Spangled Banner
Even when you try explaining they don't understand you
Put my life into this music
these thots (A lot)
Every day that I'm alive, I'ma ride with the stick
I'd rather be broke in jail than be dead and rich
Told my brothers take my
the one person who was my guiding light, my friend, my hero, was
killed by a drunk driver in a head-on collision. He died instantly. I
couldn't even bring
can't even front niggas wanted first (yola)
Never nothin' but a hard verse In the hood it feel like we all cursed (uh)
This is for my cousin Vee and all
Out of the ashes, hop out of the grave I’m in
I’m caught in a casket, I died every place I’ve been
Without even asking I promised to stay silent
the end I'd put my life on the line for you
Homicide for you
Lemme ride to you
You can hop in the whip let's take a drive me and you
It's a drive by, no
bedroom
Like you’d rather be in the next room
Wish we would’ve made it a mess
And said worse things than we said
Cause even though it felt like an ending
On all those porn sites we would visit after school
I cited it as the start of my addiction to porn
Even now it makes the dance of love hard to perform
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