Lyrics:
see all the hate yet to come today (today)
If you want to call to take the pain away (away)
You could hit my line, I won't act a kind of way
Always
a game but y'all became the refs
You understand what I'm saying, what I says
Where you called A's, we saw F's
I put you on better wipe my debt
And all that
Give me the bag fuck all the friends
Smoke out a pound blow on demand
You b my chachi Im yo man.
Im out my body when u do yo dance.
Connect the dots
the euro got through
Many people saw it as a big fuck you
2003, our pollution brought France the heat
Iran had a shake, Iraq got bit by the USA’s snake
So in
I'm lost
I'm found
I'm dirty 'coz I bathed in sound
All you bitches
Turn around
Hey Donald
Where's my fucking crown
No reflection
Building tension
and further on
She fell in love but I am sorry
I just be all about that guap
People around me just too wrong
I could tell it by the talk
“Let’s just enter one
turn around and hug you
When you look at me like that
I can barely look back
I want to stay so fucking bad
But I can’t lie to you
And I can’t lie in
something for me and you
Here in my arms you're gonna reign supreme
No more servin' baby
They're gonna serve my queen
It's our turn for happiness and our
flows now
I'm not satisfied
With all that I write
With all that I do
Except for you
Whole world turns against me, again
My heart feels so heavy and empty
We're sitting around the fire, me and my friends in all their friends
No one is in denial, just questioning if the world will end
Bordem went out
how life can turn
All these things around
Brother one hit the drums
The other made good sound
Never touched a drop of booze
So bloody straight
you
You can't see me like the wind
I made her come again
I turn one to ten
The pen they can't comprehend
The denim jacket from Japan cost a couple grand
sadly mistaken if you think my Aryan race
can be taken out by the likes of you Apes, Kikes
conservative nigga loving Gooks, Spooks, and Dykes
My Spikes,
in my life after
Bone crushers on my hip, cause shit get thick
In the myths, of killas tryin to get rich
I'm two shells from hell, you can tell I'm
a bit of fidget
No one else can keep up with it
Make mistakes in double digits
Never a landlord just a tenant
Can I call on You my friend
To share this
world I'm coming to show you what I'm all about
I was dead but I'm back to life
Under my spell the world is all right
The universe is all lined up
This
right by the roots
Flying through the country exporting all these damn goods
Once you see my road know to let it all drop
Love getting money and this
Forgotten, but never for long!
Just by chance I saw her face and my thoughts were torn
By the portrait of a life that glance had drawn
I watched as her eyes
mentioned
I try to live out my miserable life
Dying to feel alive
But I cant accept
The scars I collect
From being left by the wayside
I thought I told you
Lost it all and Im still winning
Niggas hating tell them I still did it
They want to kill me but that steel with me
Nigga all my life I went through
been trying to constrain
It's tough to keep it moving forward without some interruption
When every time I turn my head, all I see is corruption
So I
fooled by the Brady Bunch
Cuz I'd watch the news and got my own hunch
Things didn't always turn out perfectly
Outside of my color TV
I want to ride some
my gillicutti, like I told you
Don't touch me
Whats up wit it
I stay noided, stimulation overload account for it
Desensitized by the mass amounts
on the canal
Sit around as the sun goes down
I'll make some music you'll live your life
We'll watch fallen angels every night
Lazy smoke on sunday mornings
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