Lyrics:
wanted it all but I fell asleep
I had a dream that I lay on the ground
My body embalmed by mycelium
Sun in the sky and the moss over me
Able to hear all
Subconscious ghetto
Since I was a kid surrounded by
Shards of metals
Sad devils speaking in riddles
Dwelling with man made ego's
"Yes I know" I know I know
Lil' bro steady walkin', lookin' over shoulders, feel like they gon' get him he a witness
It's one nigga talkin' out of pocket with him and been claiming
over here
Wahgwan, excuse me miss, ciao bella
And she look at me like J KYNG how much you sell, uh
I just grabbed a re, wanna see in my umbrella
Cookies
I've logged my 10,000 hours. Trying to find something I'm good at. Arrange the left over flowers, is it up to me to throw them out again.
Maybe I
the light dims
And his dad
He passed away from him
When he was ten
His granddad passed away
Only when he Twelve
Such a bright light
Over the years
Has been
Caesar/ easier sign language/ than that of St. Peter’s/ I’m boxing again/ but boxing to win/ nothing/ times ten/ Heineken pen/ I Love/ you/ because
I tried to use my brain while I was faint-hearted
That made me cross all over the back - yaaard
I found some pills with rats on it
crossed with an X
the haters out there praying
Praying that i drown
Trying to do right by my people why they wanna see me down
Make a nigga shit turn over if he stepping out
backstage
One good low kick is makin' your legs break (yeah)
Goin' to the medics the next day
You gettin' penetrated by the X-ray, Kardashian's sex tape
I'm lost in a dream
Where my love supreme
Can't find me
Like I care
By chance to undermine
My fantasy divine
It's mystery that binds me there
tell what he knows
Exposed to a life of crime since I was nine
Gettin' money by design, despite the time
Hustlin' to be a man and feed my fam
My wife, my
tradition
You see they are working men
[Chorus]
It's a working man I am and I've been down underground
And I swear by God if I ever see the sun
Over
it out and get it on, you gotta feel it
Every time that you're by my side
Just think it over, I'll make you glad
Cold chill down on my spine
No no
valley you was higher then self
Work, short from another fly guy
By george i think he's got it
Chicks gooms and lump sums
Trickering 5-0 wild to be like
Elmo's out in the hood one morning
So pissed off that he put out a warning
Said if he ever see Ernie or Bert
Swear on his life that they gonna get
count ten things with my heart and my hands then start over again. How does it feel? (When you know) I'm still waiting for you and I guess that I will. I
(Baby, baby)
(Baby, baby)
Thought it’d be the last time i’d be in this
More than dug friendships, all over a wishlist
Been a mighty fine tune in
the mirror on the water,
looks like my daughter bring me something sweet to eat.
With the sun rising,
I can be alone.
Cracker Jack,
needle smack,
ten
her
Listen to my words, I'm a qualified educator
Me plus you equals minus one hater
Walk in to the function 'round ten, maybe later
Saw the same chick,
on the muthafucking corner just bopping
When I just ride by the damn bus stop and
Stop pop trunk and niggaz just jocking
Yeah these hoes just steady be watching
seen nobody like you
Always by my side always down to ride plus she don't talk less I tell her shoot
Let me take em back to March 28th when we was
Bo gdyby to był ten ostatni raz to niech świeci na nas blask gwiazd
Wziąłbym Cię za dłoń wyszeptał, że to nasz czas
Z dala od problemów i z dala od
Learned to live with decisions that you make
I learned things from the break that I can't forget
Catch you doing drive-bys at one AM
It must kill
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