Lyrics:
twenty-five words
And uh, I couldn't do it, I wrote out five pages
And uh, I have it here
It's uh, have it by accident, actually, ha
But-but I, I-I'd like
it, chop it and cook it
See how shit come back round for ya? (Yeah)
Gotta kick in the oven now watch it bubble
And you can knock on my door
But you
making me e-e-y, ey
I'm pushing down opening every doors ey, yeah
Open every doors yeah
I'm doing this shit by my own e-e-y
I'm different breed yeah
I was
Count down from ten
Let the year-end
Bring in the new
Version of you
Last one's for the books
Next one, fresh outlook
In three two one
against the tree, and the tarp was held down at three corners by rocks from the yard. The corner without a rock waved gently in the breeze. Growing up in
Yo, 'fore the nigga mention my name
I let him know the deal
I'm the nigga, same nigga
Thought was a lame nigga
Now I push a Range nigga
You know
a little kid at a three ring circus
I don't want to gain the whole world and lose my soul
Don't wanna walk away let me hear the people say
(I like that
traveling
The world, where we’ve been and where
We would like to go
BUT both of us were in jail … crazy!
My next conversation didn't go so well as I
Was
go 'til the God say so
You got a second or more to run for the door
Before I blow back off the map, contact
You didn't know Stat' could get down
the door's not open now (Break it down break it down)
The Globe keeps spinning (The hole damn world is)
But I ain't moving (Excuse me?)
We can't keep joking
come true
Or does stuff like this not happen anymore
Is the world too cold to be warm
My endorphin's flying
Bee Swarm
Is this just the norm
Our love
Good to go
Only Straight fire
Smoke three more
Out the door
We Get higher
Feeling vibes from my pocket
Evidence of something popping
Snatch my keys up
the mag on all my trauma
I saw a vision of me moving past the petty drama
I saw a version of me smiling like I'm Mrs. Jana
I missed the karma, huh, it's
where your mouth is
Put 'em in a field and let 'em fight it out
I'm running so fast my feet don't touch the ground
I'm a stranger here I'm going down
of kids caroling
Singing and doing their dance
Motivated by the particles
Articles written on a barnacle
Nautical not now hold up
I'm dropping in
Slide down
they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
inside
You couldn't find a way
Blinded back at your lost faith
Fall down on your knees to pray
Seeking of the master's face
How crazy this world gets by
renaissance
And I know that my debutantes
Been keeping the legacy going
By flowing so involuntarily seamless
Me and my team is finally reaping
What we been
But for that be, I must kneel
And give it all away
Lay my body down
To be worked upon
Unlocking doors that I barred up
And leave no stone unturned
For
brooks critics, ta' kwe'(? ? ) xzibit
Gonna rock shit down like he can't get no visits
[all] one, two, three, four
[t.k] rock the whole world like
i left her to her life in portland
Run to the doors like i'm jim morrison
Had to get gold for my neck in my coffin
But yo, i've been overthinking
[Verse 1:]
When the world is falling down on me, and I cannot see
How lucky my life is, how justified our tribe is
And I am only in control of me
If I had
push you back
Like a cursor does the words by the silence
Hush, slow up before you blow ya clutch
Hold my forty four wit lust an' then I'll take your
and four by four
Babygirl open up your door
I wanna show you that the world is yours
Cus I love the way you bend it
Take my money and spend it
Every hour
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