Lyrics:
You belong to the city
You belong to the night
In the river of darkness
He's a man of the night
Yeah
What the deal playboy, just rest your
a vet that's good, ain't gon change shit
Mortal man with big goals visionary in the mix
And I stand on ten toes, even when a nigga sit
Y'all niggas run
the world all by myself
I remind myself to ask the most high
To protect my mind, my body my health (Please)
Man the streets just ain't the same
I stay
Trying to figure out my pain, my thoughts just by talking
Trying to tell me it's a waste of time, but it's important Push to start, speak my mind, mix it
Self made is a myth but i am titled so i'm golden
No one gets this far for free, few relations i've broken
By choosing my music i'll pursue it till
they aint got no reason to celebrate
Suppressed by the heavy weight of burdens so weighted they're devastated
For certain their joy negated by pressures
the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You see, I'm six foot one, and I'm
ya (yeah)
About 5'4", my .45 is live (uh, uh)
Don't ya get live? Never judge your man by size (uh, yo)
[Chorus]
I'ma do my thang,
member them high nights, on X we find sites
To climb heights, unheard to man we line white
Molly up it had to be non fight
Mix it with weed and wet it's
my souls controlled by the late billy holiday, me and eric
Strung got all the way, rainy alarm with the charm of a nickel
As barm, then I sell you
For greatness isn't spoken, it's what a man shows
Let's go!
My volition is torrential
Hail and reign for the tempest of potential
Third is absurd
been winning
Man I'm here to spark change
Save a soul forget a range
Man I'm waiting for the day
Pray the lord remember my name
Before then
Get The hell
mixed this, baby, ahaha
(Fetch me their souls)
Elevate, this mix sounds mad
Luc', Luc', Luc', splash
Step and attack (Boom, baow)
All of my burners slap
frontline
But strength is so hard to come by
And so I mix it with grace and I combine
I combine
Me i no dey lie lie
Dem think say this life e be movie
But me
the barrel off
Carry shells, apparently Darryl tore man's apparel off
Carousel, chamber spinning, snapping like my ammo off
Padded cell and straight jacket
So dank rocks is what I'll chop, that's my word
If you come to me with that need, then I'll serve
I never judge on how you get by, that's absurd
Us
to the hearts of the winter, man
This for the island boys
Let them know we outside, man
We outside, this winter
Cold souls, yeah
Yeah we looking for a warm
more of a myth
I suppose trailer by the woods with
The lumberjack flannel
Surrounded by free thinkers
Fuck sheep and cattle
I'm back and looking to get
all about the journey man it's all about the climb
And trying to maximize this time before i hit my decline
Put me somewhere by the ocean
Where I can
ain't foolin' around for shit
They can't get up in my mix
(Nah nah nah)
They can't get up in my mix
I wake up I'm on go mode
We got rich and this shit by
A valued man, with a great character
An incredible shipmate and unique individual
He seemed to be respected by people who saw him visually
Wanted to go
of my soul for a minute
Let it fall straight...
Like the blood on suicidal notes
Man how you gonna cure a devil with a bible quote?
I'm sorry, do not try
and Bears with more bite
There's always that one that's hating your cause
Wait for you to slip then sink in their claws
They trying pinch you get a grip by
the ice third, flip side the absurd
It's trivial to embrace the gray man
From the grand plan of mediocrity advance
The highs and lows, distant days in
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