Lyrics:
Steamboat Willie Bonnie Prince of
All this shit
You're like the king of a certain genre
But even you must want to
Quit like if you hear
A record by Bob Dylan
Grandpa Willie my Unc Joe Willie and Uncle Sam
Talkin bout you seen Pac and Biggie they over there
Grandma talkin' bout look son that's Nipsey Russell no
was caged in?
What would you change then?
What if there was no Roc-A-Fella law for Made Men?
What if hate ran through me?
And what if Portland
of the dope stuff
So in the record store, you can't pass by us
GET the album, HEAR THE MUSIC
And hold on so you just don't lose it
As a reference, for
the "dark", "five arch angel" with heart
Ain't "no love without hate", can you tell 'em apart?
It's "bloody choices" from prophetic voices
Anointed by
an album that'll put a smile on Malcolm
Make Martin Luther tell God I'm the future for Heaven's talent
No tarot card reading; I'm foreseeing you niggas
Shawn, Shimsho, Yam Love
Spike D, Willie D, NA Rock, Chicago, yo!
Yo! I can't hold it back!
Later for it, yo!
What's up?!
To the whole
Nigga dissed
Yeah ah back to that old shit!
For all you fake ass teachers out there
Aiyyo Kris break this shit up!
The type of lyrical terrorism I present
Yeah ah back to that old shit!
For all you fake ass teachers out there
Aiyyo Kris break this shit up!
The type of lyrical terrorism I present
the same, give me the brain, Caribbean thing
She willin' and ready and ready for my Willie, just like she Vivian Banks, shit is insane
That just went over
Khanna, Nelson Zhong, and Gavin Douglas
I also want to shout out Bren Tooley for helping me get to Italy for study abroad
That was a great experience, one
from the start
Ran for the finish got detoured from the fast route by another
One spot holder hold ground for our town, N.Y.
For those who
these niggas really spray
You see I'm from the way where they never made a lane for niggas with my sorta drive
Sorta fly but really blessed
Reminiscing
ago(Years ago)
Who you know can kill it since they album dropped some years ago
Aiming for the stars & stay more focus than a telescope(I'm focus)
Bam been
I heard your last album that was a big flop
I guess they gassed you up but you never did pop
Tryna come for me lil homie you more like pop
This is
Yeah
For real
Pistols poppin, niggas droppin, I've been dodging bullets uh
Bitches plottin, coppers coppin, man the system crooked aye
From a place
round my neck
Just like a lanyard, this my house
I kick these niggas out like a landlord
I built it with the help of the Lord, no weapons for them
Can't
thoughts down and
Then I put I noose back - on
Back from the dead, niggas big mad
Big Willie bitch, don't toss fish where I swim at
Niggas real fake, don't
by the general and the captain
Said I'm too pretty for the war, now I'm handsome
But I'm still grand rock hard as the canvas
Keep it real with me
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