Lyrics:
as pray and hope and the message is sent
And I am living in the dreams that I have dreamt
Because I'm down with the three, the unstoppable three
Me
Awakened from my eternal slumber.
What starts as a whisper, turns into a murmur. Growing louder, whistles into a force too loud to be unheard.
put em on the cross,
Gritty dust cut my wrist I'm no nigga you can cross
Black man proud that's the only resolution
I turn any prosecution
they talked about the kings before us
They will talk about us
I know, I know, I know our dreams won't turn to dust
They will talk about us
I know, I
at
I see irrelevance condoned by the delegates
Their regression is evident they own
What I been off
Fuck it since it's the samaritan's I sold
I'ma
hear your footsteps as you're kicking up the dust
And the rustling in the shadows tells you secrets you can trust
The capturing of whispers is
and the finger of a thirty-eight
Dust by far, my rap repertoire
Be the art of murderin' makin' it hard for you to spar
We can chill and puff the ganja, but
Pull out from my jaw linin', commence to splittin'
Brains and body parts that motion couldn't picture
Cause when I'm shittin' niggas hit more decks than
the script, ball and chain and the whip
The fleas, flies, different bugs devoured the body by strips
Pit bulls come, claimin' all the pieces that's left
I'm about to turn
Dust into dust
How much lower does it get
Lawn mower for the snakes
Come on catch these clips
The
Grass doesn't grow
Greener
top
Turn around, turn around don't mek a stop
Girl if yuh get hot, mek yuh body drop
Tic a likke, toc a likke
When yuh inna Addi lap like plasma TV
What
E dropping dimes CP3
Angel to dust PCP
Guess I'm old school like DVDs
But I'm new school on your TV screens
Yeah brudda believe in me
Try find someone that can
into space dust
'Cause I'll still love you when we're buried in the soil
Six feet under, from our bodies
Watch the flowers grow
I'll miss the most
pinned down by lies and rumors
Tried to 123 the Kid, now I'm laughin in they face
Tell em Hardy har har, that's just the twist of fate now hold up
3
telemomi
I’m knocking gbelemormi
Girlie with the sikili bobbi
Gbe body
Love it when you favor me
S3 eduru 3mmer3 no nso aa
Femor mi
Wey she want
(Uhh uhh)
And just, when I was 15, I used to smoke dust
Now I strive to stay pristine and free from lust
Watch the 3 bust, I be the Black G-zus
no tellin' what I do
Trail yo kids from home to school
Chop their bodies and them too
Bury 'em in the backyard
Use they blood to fill my pool
Fill it
Yeah, and this is not what I wanted
And this is not what I signed up for
She got like one body, two bodies
Three bodies, four bodies
She got some more
How can I sleep
When everyone else turns to dust, how can I breathe?
When my mouth is filled with their ashes
Another day lost trying to exit
maintain, you know? Holla! (yeah)
[Napolean - Verse 1]
The streets is a mother fucker, and I done said it before
Drive-bys, crack heads knockin at your front
Slide like a ghost
Blade gone turn red when I want it, I aim
At your throat, you know that I'm the GOAT
Ay
They know I'm the GOAT, yah, green on my
Body
on
When the kingdom come
Imagine you and I dancing salsa on the moon
One day I'll be a tycoon
Rock your body all the way to Khartoum
By afternoon i'll
of it)
Not some of it
I saw a great man turn into a little child
the cancer reduce him to dust
His voice growing weak as he fought for his life
with
all of it
Not some of it
I saw a man turn into a bird
I saw a bird turn into a tiger
I saw a man hang from a cliff by the tips of his toes
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