Lyrics:
Switch my flow like a artifact with a stone
I'm in the temple of doom, full of scary bones
Save the day and bring back all my clones
Quit playing around,
surrendered that
Denver center how I set records
And make my team better
Screen setter
Set up the motion to make my scene better
Dream getter
Said back in
Tears of rage left a friend
Blowin in the wind
But time is god
Been back for 10 years and black again
Some of them same cats
Help usher in gangster rap
spirit
Guess who's back to attack the wack rap
In fact, we here to unpack all the bags of the seeds
No flax, but indeed to attract the black and brown
a sig
In the bing I'm like Ving Rhames I bring pain
I sling cane off the wing like I'm King James
Y'all doubtin' who when I spit the whole lead
They
Bare with me the first 8 as I shake off the rust haven't
Wrote a rhythm in eleven months got rush back
Melodies of 2012 homie Zack on the keys
school, I pulled up to use the Wi-Fi
Jessica pulled up and said "you wanna hop in my ride"
I said "no thanks" cause I'm a nice guy
When she doubled back
Christ died for sin
I never be the same again
I did it for you
Young dude, I remember coming home after school
Changing channels from videos back
couldn't do nothing right
Seem like bad luck was me
And I was raised so illegal
The baddest nigga in the neighborhood
Talkin' back to Denesha
At my house it
said and who said it
Anti nothing so forget it
Tears of rage left a friend
Blowing in the wind
But time is God, been back for ten years
And black again
I'm James Earl Cash
Now get the fuck outta my way, Piggsy
Your Fate's hurt and death
Torturing fuckers like Daniel Lamb
Producing brutal Snuff
Snuff out
And you're hit by the full force of something pushed back and hidden
That's found a crack somewhere and rapidly risen
From some river or lake buried way down
Hello-I'm back again
Haven't seen you since I don't know why
It's been so long-but you seem so cold
Is it something you've been told
She said
So
like you was wonder the bread
Sheek, Zeke, hell rell and I got some in the feds
I contradict what ever the government says
For them boys on my back wit
mind going back again
Nintendo Wiis, were something we did not need
We'd imaginations that could just be let go
But then on certain days, I was allowed
good baby I'll be home in a week."
Pinchin' myself just to see if I'm dreaming,
Call up my team and meet me by the docks in Miami,
I fly out this
and NAACP and in particular Rev james
Orange, Mrs alice Johnson and Rev love
Who we just lost last year
So I'm duty-bound to be here to simply say
That it is
hate
Got me filling up the gas add fuel in my tank
When it come to being great I
Pull up like ten (Pull Up Like Oops)
Did it again making it flip hitting
People didn't want to hear the old rap sound
We started samplin' beats by James Brown
In the middle of doin' "My Philosophy"
Scott was killed and that
To see how it feels back in
CHORUS
Though I'm miles away
I can still hear her say
Play that song for me
Once again she said
The one thing that gets me
grabbed him by the coat
[ CHORUS ]
Baby
Don't try to save me
People
Just let me be
Fucker
I'm not your brother
Step back
Rick James, respect that
[ Slug ]
Jada was bald 'cause of alopecia (he didn't)
That's somethin' a majority of people knew nothin' about
But I bet you he won't put her name back in his
of the fire
Up in the clouds we gone meet with the sky
Stay with the task we securing the ties
Seeing the ops I ain't letting em by
Wicked minds, you can't
(Ayy, yo, Zale this shit sell off)
I used to sit back in my cell and say, "Nah, this can't be it"
Fresh home, back to the trap, my girl moanin'
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