Lyrics:
TO ARMAGEDDON
NOT ONE TO BACK PEDAL
IF I SAID IT THEN I SAID IT
LIKE WE IN THE PANDEMIC THE WAY EVERYBODY CAN GET IT
GRAB A RAPPER BY THE NECK
LIKE I BEG
Friends
Poppin a Pill and a Percy thought I’d never Come Back
Get the Pack, Flip a Bag, Come home Count it Up and Unpack
We was supposed to Make Millys
Did he just leave a "big stain"
Had to kick him out, who he think he is, "Rick James
I want everything to be "perfect"
I got people in my livin room
need time fuck do you mean
Feel like LeBron James in game 6, I can't even get help from my coach shit
Should've keep my dumb ass down in south beach,
back home
Niggas pussy I hop out without my strap on
Been that nigga I ain't gotta lie, glizzy by my side
Tried to play me that's a suicide, he ready
physical vision
But I don't need to see this world to truly understand my mission
This earth is not our home, we are merely passing by
Jesus coming back
everybody to my name again
(Woo)
Jessie, James, we don't play by the book
I might turn to Giovanni
How you Pokes gettin' took
Got me feelin' like I'm Brock
yeah)
Rockstar jeans you can tell by the stitch
(lets go)
Rockstar life I'm living it quick (rockstar)
First to drop is the winner in this (yeah)
First
until I'm gone, and I'm repping it strong
You don't want to see these gorillas, running up in your home
Everybody better clear the lot, when the lights
(La Música de Harry Fraud)
"Late in the afternoon last Wednesday
Jimmy Hoffa pulled out of the driveway of his mother's home
By Lake Oregon
create space
Push The One again but this time just stop
Back on the 2
Now the Groove is really flowin'
But now we've got a problem... where is it going?
If you my dawg, I got your back, we out the same pound
For my dawg, forever get back, ain't playing by my roun', ya dig
All my friends is dead like I'm
to James bitch
Let him spark it up in this bitch, we on a ride in the stitch man
You gotta be home, wait you wanna be slick
We only got 10 minutes so we
a wife back home and three kids up and grown
But these are things that go unsaid
He might call her from the road just in time to say hello
And goodbye
again
I got some people that I love I won't see again
I'll, never see again... look
But umma thug to the mf end for you
Wake up everyday and get it in
No, I'll be right back
Just stay right there
Just gotta catch some air
There's no place like home
There's no place like home
There's no place like
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
Them bugs by my bed
They
rap together, I just want you all for me
Out by one, trust get burned
Now get robbed 'bout it, oh, we ride off in the sun
Piss controllin', I can't
of senior citizens
Went back in time before the seed was planted, and I swallowed it
Cex don't experiment, not anymore, not since
I was visited by a vision
your breath my friend
I'm the ish in the cypher, be careful what you stepping in
Trying to run it back, just rescheduling your death again
I'm better
As I'm made in time
I was made to endure the many cuts of all men
When it rains it pours
A saying we share as our hard times come again
As it happens to be
ain't no empathy
I'm blowin' up again, want it in a fast way
Other niggas wash like tide, gain, and cascade
If they put me on the song then it's gotta be
fall back asleep
And do it all again tomorrow
And I know, know, know
It's not what but who you know
I can just fall back asleep
And hope it goes away by
a wife back home and three kids up and grown
But these are things that go unsaid
He might call her from the road just in time to say hello
And goodbye
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