Lyrics:
Why are you hanging out by the tree
Don't be hanging out by the tree
Sister, why you stressing about the things you can't change
Hand it over to God
profound
Similar to rounds spit by Derringers
You're in the Terrordome like my man Chuck D said
It's time to dethrone you clones, and all you knuckleheads
Wake up, wake up, wake up
One, two, one, two
We dedicate this one to the hip-hop culture y'all
Brought to you by the world famous Wake Up Show
the sun goes down
I will hold your hand, my girl, don't you doubt me
Promise that you will love me
Time after time, I will be by your side
Njagala okimanye,
must've thought it was chowder
She had good brain like IQ of a counselor
Lived in the trap where my niggas snort powder
Was whipping the Ranger like I had
At the age of eleven, I was clever enough
To know what I wanted to be
I lived like a joy-rider between two fires
I plant my own money tree
I got
speaking fictitiously
They slipping be , snippin the, mic styles they slippery
A golden aura, it backs the voice you can't ignore the
Monumental essence,
They patiently waited for Chxsen to step on the scene
Now they see that I'm coming in clutch
I took a hold of my destiny, I grabbed the bull by the horns
to sneak by me
I'm the dominant one, call me the prominent one
And as I'm speakin I'll be bombin the dumb
Deaf and blind cause I was born with a sharp mind
doesn't even give a fuck
Hoover the fuck out a young buck
Say that you're divorced so you can swallow my nut
Played me good
Played me hard
Rape me by
inspire to be
Feds on my back from my ties to criminology
Can't look back now, tomorrow's never promised B
Where I'm from, for (president) we voted Eric
whispered in the dark
Common's Verse:
Now I am supposed to be conscious
cnd I heard love conquers all
My bloodline don't love swine
Thugs grind everyday
He does his dirt all by his lonely, forget his homies
He doesn't fell like splitting any loot, them suckas be acting
phony
So much potential
ain't never not punched in
OD on the OT, how I function
You be for the dumb shit, like low IQ
Got my groove back like I.O.U.
I know me, never been
they're jerks
Beyond them, is where I'll be dwellin
The Guru will tell em, why their records ain't sellin
Placin my fingers on the tool, I runaway all fools
raps with young cats
With cigarettes in their ear, niggarish they appear
Under the Fubu is a guru, that's untapped
Want to be in the rap race but ain't
I don't bet
I don't be in no casino, and baby while you knizzow
The izzi is the grizzeat Kizzangizzo."
I thought she'd be impress by my devious rap
the death)
We all dance the dance of the guru
Tell me your secrets
And I will change them
Look how beautiful you are
When you hold my hand
And I'll burn your
through social media still I’m left feeling so empty
But I feel something inside my soul
Have a lil conversation with her
Remind me in advance to be patient
singing by the fireside
Out of this city with the wind on our necks, check
That's us whistling upon your neck
Moonlit diamonds sparkle into my mouth
Feels
(Live moti-) (live motivator) (4x)
[ VERSE 1 ]
I have the mind of a sick psychiatric
Protegees perish with my tactics
Terminate, excel, I bust
and herb and she run it up
My bitches don't give a fuck, my bitches Bonnie this up
Let me be blunt, my bitches snuck into ravers
She smuggled the pills in
rhymes like dentals, my mental's presidential
From the wild ghetto districts to the plush residential
Essential, would be the message that I send you
I
by the head that thinks outside the box
From the specs of dust to the greatest sun
Iam coming carrying weight with my mind
Breightest to be in
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