Lyrics:
the Unseen
And the Unheard, Purveyor of flows, fire, and freedom
Student of all and teacher of many
Those are simply titles, who are you
I-I'm-I-I'm
Come back
the Unseen
And the Unheard, Purveyor of flows, fire, and freedom
Student of all and teacher of many
Those are simply titles, who are you
I-I'm-I-I'm
Come back
me feeling thirsty
She looks like she got it all together
Baby girl can we be together
She my woman crush on a Wednesday , smiley face
Girl , come
On the plane to South Central
Never get played by the monkey wrench ho
Steady mobbin' I'm just like Robin Hood
Up to no good, so many bitches on my wood
a mark on my soul
Who's that peeking through the window bro bro bro bro
Tell me how to quiet these sounds, sounds of the hood make her wanna smile
Right
Highness
Yo, I'm loungin', big dick style, y'all niggas is the flyest
Moves you're makin', too fly, jewels are shakin'
Not a rape patient, you're lookin'
R-O-R-O-K it
You're guaranteed to like me, for what I am sayin'
To all the sucka emcees that be tryin' to get the info
Forget the rest 'cause I'm the best,
across their shoulders and then the kerosene
Is brought down from the castles by insurance men who go
Check to see that nobody is escaping to Desolation
on Desolation Row
Now the moon is almost hidden
The stars are beginning to hide
The fortune telling lady
Has even taken all her things inside
All except
A question mark's on a question mark
And insecurities connect my parts
I thought you are me and I am you
So I talk to myself 'til my face turns
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
hot his hair could start a fire!
Don't be shocked, if Mark is tired
Like a guard who worked
For five long all-nighters!
He's on the clock, someone start
And the waves are like mountains, boy, mark my words well
The storms of November are all that is fearful to me.
They say she's a woman, this ship that I serve
have a curse on me cause who sent you
Nobody knows all the shit that I went through
Selling all my stuff and my soul just to please you
You but you're
Coming out the alleyways of Illtown
Producer extraordinaire Kaygee
Followed by the backbone VinRock
And the last to fall onto this planet: Me
the house
And me, y'all know who I be
Check it ...
I got that shit all you niggas just love to ride to
Funk for your trunk is what I provide you
So slide
the flock
Said she didn't want me
Now she thirsty for my cock
Isn't it funny how time changes your perspective
Wouldn't drop replies now her texts are quite
hoes
We move in silence, y'all ain't hearing us coming
I was sent by God to provide that imperial sonnage
Ya'll assembly line of rhymers really
you somethin'
A new, a new a little somethin'
Because you remember me from y'know, "The Biz Mark, Biz Mark"
And from the and all that mess
And you
you at
Oyour favorite spot, by the liquor shop
I ain't in rush, I need a little buzz
Light my glizzy up, middle finger up
Like I don't give a fuck,
to fight all you bitches, round robin
Awaiting to eat you like way too hot ramen
Thinking of scrapping and maybe not dropping
A pieces, a fish, yea, I do
no type of argument
All these devils are mad because we be the most dominant
Hey, hit you with fatness, represent my blackness
Run up on devils like
out of his mouth in a half of a blinking
There are all kind of words coming to hit me, to tricky me, slipping me like drinking me and quickly stiffly
advised, people
We recognize who lies, it's all in the eyes, chico
We read 'em and see 'em for what they are, D's in undercover cars
Takin' my picture
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