Lyrics:
Man my album playing like a mother fucking greatest hits
They’ll be hella late to this
Won’t even know what day it is
I can’t be a Satanist, I don’t
is what I am, kilos by grams
This a stick up man, get out your car man
Only way is to survive, if my AK jam
Like Jigga, I'm standing in my B-Boy stance
man
Start off by lettin you know, See the pen that's Pai Mei
Mixed with Chris Tucker gettin real money from Friday
On some nice haze, that could have
hard
Where do we go when we die?
What color is it there?
Is there even a there?
How long will my greatest hits album be?
Will I be remembered?
Will I be
a pure fail
Ay, tell that nigga farewell
Ay, pure white big scale
Ay, beige color, fish scale
Ay, I play my numbers real well (woah)
Mmmm, ayyy
comes to cocaine
The brand is recognized by color
Scheme even with no name
In a crazy world it's difficult to go sane
(Go Sane) hurts no worse than
Uh wassup show these niggas how
The west was won
Yeah if you don't know my name by now
Just call me any rapper, could get it
Any month, any week,
album is a blessing owe it all to LoveSeat
A wise man once said
For you I wear these thorns
Plated with a crown of thorns
Betrayed by ones who swore ohh
I'm just talking over it
Like those famous people as if I can do that
Yeah, the albums pretty uh
It's not the best quality
But you know
I did it all by
Aye man welcome aboard
I can guarantee you'll enjoy the ride
Especially if you like your soul ice cold
Because none other than the ice man himself is
Jimmy (facts)
Stackin' up racks out the ass, no I ain't never needed a stimmy (yeah)
Always killin' shit, man I treat everything like Kenny (yeah)
The only man who can fix it, got hit by my car
It's never too late to say it's too late
The end of every road could split in two ways
I wrote a whole album
of on the concrete
Look, who would we be if we ain't move out the hood?
Would we be able to be like a black man should?
We would be killed by the cops or getting shot
that your kids blessed
You think that I sweat money the way that the kid dress
Show them I get checks just look at the wrist (Yes!)
My jewels the color
take you to the backyard
Different color lacks boy
Half a mil' cash in ya hand ya'll don't understand
Bricks in my pants say lil dude this grown man shit
get those twenties?"
And "I didn't know that's a color that the coupe could come in, damnit man"
All I say to the heffers is "Jesus"
Keep swallowin'
twenties?"
And "I didn't know that's a color that the coupe could come in, damnit man"
All I say to the heffers is "Jesus"
Keep swallowin my kids, mights
new one form Tracy Chapman
My man Paris with a brand new album
Yossour N Dour, Black Uhuru, Living Color, Vinx, Foley
Chaka Kahn, Follow 4 Now, KRS One
Paranoia nerves and fear keeps us on our toes
Even mama told me mijo you need to post more
My man José seem to think I need to hoe more
People that take
Maybe it's my insecurities
Send you everything 'cuz you're family
Bump the album don't skip
'Cuz you like the sound
Ignore the hate
Those road blocks will
Aye
Aye yea
Try to one take this shit
I'm getting over a cold so my voice a lil, na'mean
Album ain't been out twenty four hours
I'm already on this
Kids of color thinking how come
They don’t treat me like I’m Malcolm
'less I ball or sell or rap an album
Man how dumb, we don’t cherish what we take
he knew it would come
If he kept pushing - He'd see the outcome
Its the story - the legend - the man - the vision
Our cornerstone - Hip Hop's prophecy
No matter of the color of my casket ima die rich
Balling like its overtime
Never been a yes man all i no is grind
You gone have to feel me twice even
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