Lyrics:
point this time
Take me back to Nashville
Where nobody knows my name
When life was simple
Everyone was free of all their pain
We're five again and play
Tears flood on the pillow side
My heart fights with my simple mind
I look for the little signs
That ribbon up in that sky
God gave me a sinful life
a lot, I'm broken
Five simple reasons in my life, surprisingly I abhor the clout
Six cars: four Maseratis, two Lamborghinis, homie, sort em out
Seven grams
testify
I'll change my mind
DBE is the wave SK CM can we be precise
Got coke for days still sell heroin
You can't beat the price
When I trap I use waze
Mum
Never simple and plain like a bullet to the brain
I'm blowing minds, yeah I gotta kick shit with this rhyme
Second I spit it so divine thats word
an album by Traverse
c collection of different emotions, thoughts
Triumphs and tribulations
Enjoy
[Ingrid Smalls]
Na na na.
Oh, oh, oh, no no no
[Royce Da 5'9"]
Yeah
I done been in this game for years, it made me an animal
I learned that
introduced to people that used
To pay me no mind
Used to count my money now I
Weigh it by the crate
Far from an up-and-comer
My competition’s the greats and
I
who's playin'
This new album produced by Swizz Beats, Pharrell, and Timbaland
Correction again, this album is executive produced by the Dragon, Pharrell
time’ll have me flat by the life line
So I’m like fine
Got a bottle of the white wine
Coming live from the middle of the night time
Full cup but I find it
on
But I don’t run from it dawg
I want eyes on this
I want albums with no skips
You got your mind on that
I got my mind on this lil' bitch, that’s why
I
number one out of ten
This beat that you're hearing is a primary example
Of some shit you can accomplish not worrying about a sample
I'd rather be loved by
This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it
[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by
'Cause he was great c'mon
I'm on the one mission
To get a politician
To honor or he's a gonner
By the time I get to Arizona
I got twenty five days
Boston
I'm back to win, don't beg your pardon
Had my wins, I had my losses
So don't say that I'm a novice, woa-hoah
Made an album in a day from a state so
As we return, to the 36 Chambers
The RZA, the GZA
The Ol Dirty BZA
You-God, Chef, the Ghostface Killah
And Meth, Rebel I soldier for
a vast squad of men
From Asgard to have as their ass - guardians
Hey! my name is
Well never mind that cos I'm not famous
But I'll still get you into this
BUILT WAS A DYNASTY
ALWAYS ATTACKED BY ANXIETY USE TO LOVE WHOLE HEARTED ENTIRELY
MY MIND, SO CONFUSED
I WILL NO,T BE YOUR FOOL,
STUCK ON THE THINGS
9-8
Do you really really really want to fuck with us?
Do you really really really want to fuck with us?
Eleven five that torture,
Look what
wicked deams (deamons)
I keep my pistol by my bedside one in the chamber
Preoccupied with homocide my life's in danger
Rollin down the four-five beware
Covers, videos and all that shit
Fuck you post-Drake-ass cliche-jerking, LA-Slauson rapping
Fuck-nigga-ass Hypebeast niggas, now back to the album
(Verse 1: you-God)
Yeah
Tired of all this shit god
Channel you want to come out?
Niggas betta respect this shit
I see, I see the same ol' rap
and so will I
This trains a rolling and its gonna pass you on by
Yeah I’m bored
Sick and tired of the same ol’ norm
There’s gotta be something cause I
hip-hop, not a big ol' problem
Now let's see what we could do to solve them (solve them...)
[Chorus:]
Na, na, na...
We gotta keep it on the positive
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