Lyrics:
won't get you too far
Look at the legends
Look at the greats
They all got something they all can relate
And they never made it by making excuses but
When it come to these cyphers ask about me I’m like no other
And y’all let me go first again y’all in trouble
It’s gonna be alotta oohhhss
a fuck about looking tough
Or rough
Im anonymous
A vigilant antichrist rebel
Anticop, shot by the fucking devil
Heaven or hell? Im on another level
float
I got gold on my teeth, six on the top row
I've been called many things, from a legend to a king
But I'm just another with a dollar and a drink!
a pound of venus
Every man is accountable for his own demons
Deep in the shadows of my mind
I can hear the screaming
Yeah you love to hear the story again
And I'll give you a kiss
Uh, somethin', yeah
Yeah, said somethin' gotta give
Somethin' gotta give, spin another web
Head home, mess with Fisk
Just another yout up on the mains
While his mums in a flat fam shooting up her veins
Fuck school his been influenced by the game
But his mum OD'd she
over the mat
He lies, but only when there's a reason
Mentions life by the tragedy, the comedy, the season
Poor at handling and managing income
Got enough
and destruction
Got niggas livin by the gun
So make way here I come, its da bitch that
Don't give a fuck
You make another move ya get fucked up
'cause
thighs
And here I am again in love
like being run over by a truck
I hope it’s not another hit and run
I never seem to get enough
snuck up on me with no
A bit illuminati bound
& Dawn’s trying to calm me down
Well fuck him too
Ima tie him to
My basement floor
Oh by the way Dawn
Could you turn up
The bass
on you with
A chicken like Papa Shango big chain
Skeleton bones dangling while I'm mingling
Now let's watch a flick by John Singleton
(Rest in peace)
Uh
never the less on my jock
Devastated by the knock I got
In a trunk with a fallen top
I'm a playa, nominated for G of the Year
With rocks in my ear
Wood
corn unto my horse, mother
And meat to my man John
And I'll away to fair Margaret's bower
Before the night comes on
Oh stay at home with me, dear
corn unto my horse, mother
And meat to my man John
And I'll away to fair Margaret's bower
Before the night comes on
Oh stay at home with me, dear
members all the way up to Dr. Doom
But down here, I'm at the head of the table
Your lips shall never again address me as another fable
Hop on down
on the tabloid
Gotta be ready for that war feelin like John Snow on the wall
Don't even know why I trap for another sim in the android
Jump on work like a dance
Irish sea
We left our bikes at Vale Park and I led us to the house where my father was a child
By myself, on another ride, I crawled for miles through
self from all the better time we'd gone by
I'd dreamt of suicide, and I didn't go outside, and
I drove to you and then we watched a thousand planes fall
ALRIGHT
By John Piotraschke
Doctor went took a look in -- Ran a test scratched his chin
Told be I’d be jus fine -- But the plumbing it ain’t
know
Papi bring them bitches in yup by the truckload
I don't break them bitches down bitch I move the elbow
I just seen my lil bro lose two hundred
house
Big John on that goddamn bass
I'm 22 with a motherfuckin' beer belly
Some say I'm a OG already
When I was young I had the lust to pull
I don't need no mantra chant
I don't need no self esteem
I'll take to bed John the Walrus 'cos my Baudelaire has been pawned
Plagued by demons,
kinda hard putting words together
To express how I wish me and you was together
What I give for you to hug me again
Or to look me eye
And tell me how much
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