Lyrics:
Tyrant tyke
Imma take the whole game out
Smk my name
Gone be worldwide
Man, this album
Gonna make your boy blow up
Escalating I am never gonna slow
come down to see me at the station
My sweet sister Donna sat there by her side
They turned for to go, but I was chained to the platform
They said,
to power through it
c year ago I was struggling, wondering how to do this
Now my album's moving, doing everything on my to-do list
'Bout to live all my
is my hometown… root of my family tree
A sweeter sight upon my eyes not ever could there be
Bardstown is my hometown… the heart and soul of me
No other
And knockin' motherfuckers out is ah must
Rockin' Rodney Moore down wit us
My nigga Willie you know he down wit us
Can't forget about Reggie 'cause he down
been out by winter
But creativity takes patience I missed, and
You can't carve sculptures without a few splinters
And all for some art that I put my soul
with no soul at all
SO I had not made my Marley or my Dylan
Or even my K'naan I had made
An album in which a
Few genuine songs are all but
Drowned out
his reasons
And I know my time gon come
I done went by a hundred seasons
Niggas filled with hate and I can't relate
Not sorry I've been dreaming
But I'm
would've sold my soul to make it with this rap shit
Thank God he never let Lucifer close enough to ask
Let me attain it by workin' hard and busting my ass
to the rhythm come on
Crash into the color of your mind
I can feel it in my soul
Live on the record put the album on rewind
Rock n roll to the rhythm come
Willie
On top of the hall
Pure soul is what the city
Most popular for
Hear the tones
That will ease you
Smooth
As Bunny Sigler's soundtrack
Keepin your
and my mom is really great
So they’re the reason why I’m steady tryna get this cake dawg
This for all my homies that be waiting on my albums
This for all
choosy with my wife
Need my help mate my ride or die my wisdom from rib side
The woman I could trust to tend to by my legacy's crib side
Nelson needed
used as firewood
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YEAH!
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I was a child when I was angered by the beast
Ever since then my anger’s just increased
My anger has never
Nelson I b really suplexing em
She not my bitch ain’t no way ima eat it,
Moonwalk on that pussy the way that I beat it,
Pablo my plug and im not talking
And knockin' motherfuckers out is ah must
Rockin' Rodney Moore down wit us
My nigga Willie you know he down wit us
Can't forget about Reggie 'cause he down
the scene with a
Clip full of hollows, Put a hole in his tee
He got soul 'til his face by
The soles of my feet
Don't get stepped on (Don't get stepped on)
I
has been waiting
My soul anticipating your love, your love, your love
Ladies and gentlemen,
I have the pleasure to present on my album
Mr. Dizzy
Uh!
I did good in my hood as a youngster
The Heavster was never a punkster, no sir
No ma'am, hot damn, me and Michael Jackson jammed
I dug Soul
tailored suits, made for the over weight lover
Undercover, over cover
You know my MO, I do damn well on the stage show
I'm gettin' paid by the pound
you know why I can't sit by and refuse my glory
Listen
The story is untold so listen closely
Heard the story of my dad died I hope he didn't suffer
waiting
For it to turn green, what you mean?
My soul is never for sale
My youngin' just did a twelve, he home
He ringing bells wish him well
Me and mines
Resurrect hope. I know that I'm close
Reflect on my soul, while they stuck in a whole
Joke about death but not ready to go
I just give it to god then I'm
And not flat, not flat
And punks couldn't take it if you had ten gats
And girls play my lap bcause I made soul clap
I guess it's like that when you got
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