Lyrics:
like a diamond not a lantern
its not by power not by might its by the spirit
cos this is the best we ever live with
i say for my life i no regret
na
to feel like you're alone
Surrounded by people
I mean everybody home but you grown
You can't talk about it even if you wanted to
So fuck what you been
the record by the fist full
By the crate full, and we grateful
When you hear the stuff of records get a tasteful
(last night the DJ saved my life)
Cause
Baby, I see how you stylin' it's original
Come and get this lovin', I can give you all
Baby, don't tell me you like it when you be alone
Excuse me,
I'm down bad but I'm fucked up
I mix the upper with the downer in my cup
Cuz I'm tryna get over you by getting under
Under someone I won't remember
with the flow
Livin' off of dope, yeah I'll never let it go
I'm just all alone, yeah, trappin' by my lonely
I don't know you, yeah, so why you say you
the bricks, one-six
Pete Rock, bang your head, break the drumsticks
Verbal assault, rhymes rippin' through the mix
Specialist, with the smash hits that can
the bricks, one-six
Pete Rock, bang your head, break the drumsticks
Verbal assault, rhymes rippin' through the mix
Specialist, with the smash hits that can
gone[02:57.90]And I pour the grief that I hold[02:59.60]And I pour to forget I'm alone[03:01.32]And I pour to deceive from the pound[03:03.15]Pour so I mix with
drinkin' whiskey and tonics...
Makin' floors quake, booties shake, b-boys break, ‘cause I'm movin' tectonics
With My DJs on the mix, scratchin' vinyl
You're off of parole, then make sure that you vote
My ninja, you're not alone
Might pose for the 'Gram with my money phone
Turn my bands to a fan like
my cock
Shoe push em off then I swerve Milly rock
Coming with a dub and we never going to stop ay
Never stopping
You so extra
Like a fro-yo topping
women
But somehow I always find myself in 'em
I'm a hidden gem, a rollin' stone
I'm a one man band with a microphone
Here to make you shake and move your
man, niggas be trippin'
In the streets without a gat? Nah, nigga you're slippin'
If I'm trippin' on The F with weed on my breath
Original hustler with
man, niggas be trippin'
In the streets without a gat? Nah, nigga you're slippin'
If I'm trippin' on The F with weed on my breath
Original hustler with
Or makin' that profit
As soon as we ran through the process
Don't hit me with the snake shit bitch please
Leave me all alone if you tryna
come and kill my
hanging with the locals
Where the catwalk got its claws
All you fashion know-it-alls
With your underground malls
In the world of Harajuku
girls, I'm looking at you girls
You mix and match it girls
You dress so fly
I'm fascinated by the Japanese fashion scene
Just an American girl in
big women
But somehow I always find myself in 'em
I'm a hidden gem, a rollin' stone
I'm a one man band with a microphone
Here to make you shake
hatin' is sad
They don't know our dad
They hear about us but don't come to class
Good wine is what I'm sipping on
Learn from a friend you not Alone
Men
and defined by what we didn't say
no cliches
the brandon boys writing songs on what we standing for
original no you never heard our sound before
we stand alone
the photos
Back when I was rockin ripped jeans mix it with the polo
Miss when you was by my side, but now I'm movin' solo…
Now I'm movin' solo I been thuggin'
I’ma live it up only got one life
Cup full of dirty gotta mix it with the Sprite
Its okay I’m good
Don’t know if he is
We’ll be okay by the end
a dog a bone
Feed him like a stray and tell that nigga leave you alone
Go on ahead, give me my crown, and make some space
To sit BUNNI upon the throne
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