Lyrics:
the day i was born
i feel the guilt for being me
i feel the shame for being bron
i feel the engine
iÂ've already begun to feel dead
if notfor the people
God's hands
Just a test to my faith cuz I know he has plans
And I gotta understand what's the reason for those days
A new set of purpose and a chance
it, cock it back
And bust it real quick
The shit that I'm on is hit and it sounds sick
Always and forever, I'm down for whatever
Whether it's not
for cash
Assassins faster than The Flash
Amass a body count, surpass the sound barrier
And shattered by the splatter, rattled you
Waking, shake you
the song that you wanted to sing
And when I come to my senses I realize just
How you're not the right one for me
When everything's ending
Where do your day
I'm built for this mentally
I'm very dangerous and well connected
Keeping you niggas in perspective
Dangerous ways
Watch out for jake, snakes,
I do
Yeah, they all told me not to choose you
But by then, you already had the title
And this will sound a little unusual
But I kind of see you as my
to go to a special place
Like a park or zoo or a great big space
We can laugh and play all the live long day
And we can fly balloons
Use your imagination
from the slum by the way
Every time mi wake k'oju mi ma ri're (Oh yeah)
High sound go all the way
Come baby wajo wajo for me ayy ayy
Cause some have food
of us are aliens by accident or fate
Most of us are searching for someone to lift the weight
To play for us the music that til' now we've never heard
Don't you leave me out
We were only trying to find out why
Love was passing by
In an echo's pressing sound
Doesn't matter now
Stop the tears
of the linnet's wings
I will arise and go to Innisfree
I will arise and go now
For always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore
on the corner, at the stop for the CTA
All the days are ending up all right
you're going out on a saturday night
You're searching for the right time always in
Got my ol Chevy truck
To turn over one more time
Another long day
Another hard grind
Just waitin for 5 o'clock
Just waitin for the bell to ring
Just
on the corner, at the stop for the CTA
All the days are ending up all right
You're going out on a saturday night
You're searching for the right time always in
a sound
But I pray, just for today
(Look ma) Look ma, I ain't done growing
My blind eyes are slowly opening up again
Sun overhead
By now denial is
hear her sound.
Time went by in ecstasy, walking next to walls.
And the color of the water, was the rails that she was on.
And when the whistles blew
mouthpiece man and my brain man be and Shaw that's wut sets me and park"
"a pimp is really only lookin for hoes"
"I like wut pimpin and hoein is doing to these
down with my own thugs
Mo' thugs in the pound, you know it's goin down
Represent that H-Town, pop trunks surround by sound
Want to be a baller shot
to get down. thats y im doing this sound, now dont get my wrong, Im still donw for the barrio.
I dedicate this to my good frien mario, rest in peace
This might sound crazy but Imma do a song with Jay Z
With Dre on the beats and libs by Slimshady
And do this video you know like really ill, word
****
remember
Just dying for mercy? And Doesn't it feel
Like everyone's after you?
This day of panic brought a
Savior in disguise
I tried to heal myself
long ago I never got no love
Still I knew that one day I'd be popular
I used to stand in the circle trying to smoke your bud
Just hopin that the blunt
for
But on a further note this cat tryin' to burn my dope
But since the day that Mama gave birth to Los
I heard them hoes, forever be first to smoke
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