Lyrics:
trial while in my intertube, Tour de Force
Tied so I am not the daddy
Had to move the club all by myself 'cause I ain't had no caddy, gladly
Didn't
know this was supposed to be for my album tho?)
(Oh whateva)
(Its okay)
When I send a sickness (ease down) dark soldiers
Fallin' in with flying
the "dark", "five arch angel" with heart
Ain't "no love without hate", can you tell 'em apart?
It's "bloody choices" from prophetic voices
Anointed by
everything that I could to put a smile on ya face
By the grace of my god
Moving
Dancing in the night off to the music
My skeletons are with me necromancing
I walk
When doubt come in by faith it's fought
Be confident cause I'm a boss
Plus a king, God has crowned me got momentum head of steam
Take action
the Lord would take what's his
I been up so high, ain't been down this long
Please help me God, need you to write this song
Was my work in vain? was it
Yo you couldn't see my with a telescope
Words to cancer smoke your antidote
Give me the remote turn them off
I'll let my album melt your ass
I'm so focused and
I pray to God that the world knows this
Exposes flaws in your scheme dog
Me and Dilla go hard, my Lord
You don't want know
on collision
I don't fly by it, I abide by it
If I'm not top five, I'ma die tryin
I'ma highlight and then fight the climate
Lift up the sun, it's risen, bitch
Long nights tryna come up
Close your eyes and vibe till the suns up
Take a ride with me
Through my dreamscape
Maybe you can fly with me
In my own
know if God could exist
And this was the first male that I'd ever seen cry
Made me think he might be gay at the time
What the fuck did he ever have
to smash out the windows with a crowbar.
And as the headlights shatter into stars one by one,
I curse the at the road and try to knock out the sun.
I
of the phrase paid dues
And if you wanna emcee, you better study the craft
Or you might get cut up and laughed at by some guys that kinda hate you
Now I ain't
thank god cause I didn't Get Jack for my whip
And I ain't even had to reach For My hip no set trippin' today
I got Hug By a crip by a crip
What can I say
to the homily
Grab the mic to preach whole team finna eat
Worldwide Ape Entertainment be the next TDE
But the songs don’t be mixed by Ali
They be mixed by
This the greatest upcome since yesterday sun
I've never heard anyone rap like my dads son
I mean my bad honn, that I ain't making none
Of these rap
I ain't do this beat much justice on the last album, so
I assembled some of the best rappers I know
To bring it justice
This some tune. AMi shit
It's
never seen your uncle die
Wonder why I feel the way I feel, I seen my mother cry
Cause shit is real, who am I?
Just another man wish for sun and skies
But
Hit my damn ceiling and wow, I elevate
Yeah, then I shoot for the stars
Pass by the moon and Mars
Not looking where I'm going and turn around only
was exhausted
If it wasn't for the music in they ears
They would have lost it
The seventh album by a
Musician they both revered
First time this planet
all I'm obsessing with is
Her Myspace and Facebook and who's commenting
I swear to god if she's cheatin' I'm doing her ass in
I can tell with one look
swear to God if she's cheatin' I'm doin' her ass in
I can tell with one look and it came to me
Sounding something like a song hook, sayin'
Heaven, is
a prophet, you are an asshole
You are a devil and you are a God
You buy a shovel and bury it all
Think you can purchase your way right out of the void
drops we be copping
Spend a lil extra like toppings
Album soon dropping (drop)
Me and the squad on the come up
We'll fight your ass if you run up
But you
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