Lyrics:
This is freestyle, I try to freestyle as best I can
Yes in the sense that I am free
And I am reading the truth right now
This year and last year
Yeah skirt off with dust
Sound like a zoo
Thumbing through blues
Yeah roll me a spliff
Hop in the booth
Telling the truth
Used to pray for better days
yeah, and I ain't even talked about the heartbreak, yes
So see, back in freshman year, the first day of college I met this girl
Umm, we will call her
leave quicker every time they come
Remember when we were young
Look back to the best of days
Collecting our yesterdays
As they build up one by one
Oh how
or me, or a reflection
Of the fact that every day we strive for perfection
A Sisyphean task that is truly perplexing
Self flagellation like you in need
she dance in her day
And over the years I remember she said
One night as she kissed us, tucked us in bed
When I was a maid, our song would play
Didn't
on a normal day, but here what
Today no I dare not
Now it's time for my leg operation
But by now it's in my lungs, that's the next complication
I got
Kick the same rhymes, play the same games
To watch my back, but ain't no vics here
Bring in the new--that tune was last year
In strode the baby brother,
missing your guidance
Family I haven't spoke to in years
Calling me saying their sorry
I wanna keep the peace but I don't wanna hear it
Your guilt isn't
the glories of your yesterdays
clways in a hurry
You gotta try and make this last
Watch the days go by so fast
Wondering when you'll finally be happy at last
and sniffers
Take me for example, least I made it
You think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it
By time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated
of a chain I don't feel but I see
Visions from me
At twenty three, making us free in my community
One day is what I live for
Ain't thinking about no hope
Don't know what I'm doing
Keeping this to myself
It is a hell
Mmm...
And days go by
And years go by
And months go by
And years go by
Where am I?
Who am I
close year
Y'all niggas do the most yeah
Niggas ain't even close yeah
My presence bring the most fear
And I ain't even posed to be here
In the Phantom
first body
I killed a fam who had a family
It was self defense I couldn't get rest
Had his splattered brains all in my head
Years moved by
More
the plane land
In Dubai
Every day is a new sky
30,000 feet off the ground I'm passing out that's a new high
We don't got no problems over here
The money
on a thin rope
Disjointed, before this breaking day pointed
Me back in the right direction, close contact
With do you want more?!!!??! and prose combat
Deep
of waiting in vain
Tired of playing the game
Thinking of making a change
Finally breaking the chains
Every phase, every happening craze
When it's said
track of the days gone by
Lockdown claimed lives so I gotta go and make up for lost time and make the most mine
All the time in my house
Had me
Raised in Small Heath like Tommy Shelby
Past my south blood, nobody helped me
Chicken and chips every day ain't healthy
Ain't had it hard if your mum
Niggas realize we all livin' in our last days.
And we all Prime Suspects to the pains of this world.
And just think if you was lookin' eye to eye
on the drumset
Wish I was sixteen again
Just for a day or maybe ten
Those were the days of my life
I’ve never felt so much alive
Those were the days
Teen years
Lately in my mind I been thinking too much
Tendencies to complicate is my talent enough
And i got here by the work not attributed to luck
You could
faster things
You don't need no gypsy to tell you why
Ya can't let one precious day to slip by
Well, look inside yourself, and if you don't see what
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