Lyrics:
pad to pen
For this world I'm living in
Deadly sin strikes like deadly venom from a scorpion
Rapidly toss darts and chill with a Heineken
Rap star
Light thickens and the crow
makes wing to the rocky wood
whiles night black agents
to their preys do rouse
the children of wrath, alarum’d by thouse
Put it an order
They coming your way
Never gone know what will happen We try and we fail. Meet me by
The light in an hour
I hope it don't rain
Turns,
because I want the gold medal
Have me crowned, Victorious it was all a dream
I set my sight on the prize and said by any means
Now here I am still standing,
Once I got a splinter in the joint of my little toe
And a garter snake bit my knee by the bend of the little St. Joe
Honey that's Missouri,
night when TEST STAND #1 and THE ROCKET SLED ITSELF... (We have ignition!)... got LUNCHED! I said LUNCHED! (Lunched!) By a FAMOUS MOUNTAIN-IN and his
Making hits by my lonely, Caz Carter can’t control me
It’s different now brand new that’s the old me, hit up kellso he said heat only
Haters mad cuz
Freeze my heart locked in a ice box minus 30 degrees
I'm on my sub zero shit I be letting it breeze
Just made my album in a week I did that shit with
one deep
MF DOOM on my headphones
Album done so it’s tour mode
Spaceship in sports mode
Alien on my front seat
Earl Sweatshirt on my stereo
Space suits
firearms and one pound of marajuana
Apprehended by four US marshalls by the state of Washington
[C-Bo]
They thought it was over but it just started
And some
thirty-eight by twenty-nines
And two dicks got these shits looking hella tight
I pop tags in morning, I pop the bands at night
VBS on neck and wrist man I'm
(Dickie Peterson)
Yeahaiigh!
Took a walk down by the industrial park
You know the night was dark
I heard the guard dog bark
I turned around
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa, whoa
Tell me what do we do
When the DJ's playing our favorite groove
We step
To when
The whole night
you're living for
Really it was that and Dev, that was all you had
Paying rent by engineering other rappers at the pad
Barely getting by, hella broke,
who's playin'
This new album produced by Swizz Beats, Pharrell, and Timbaland
Correction again, this album is executive produced by the Dragon, Pharrell
baby, the nature of the business is unstable
Especially when your project ain't properly promoted by your label
E'ry album I put out gold or platinum,
This song was first released on the Some Days Are Diamonds Album. It is the only album it appears on.
For someone who's got everything, life can
I got clear vision like a Nikon lens
Bet on me bring the dice on in
No telling when the life gon’ end so
Too paid for a night off, ah yeah
Like
a list of maybe 400 people. I called. I texted. I emailed them one by one, and I explained to them, Hi, how are you? I know we haven't talked in a while,
don't know what direction it's gonna go in
Or at what speed it's gonna go in
This project was like, all over the place
If you listen to Cruisin' By
Leoniadus, we gon' fight
War time all the time, man we barely sleep at night
I got your back, I'm by your side, I'm loyal like a Samurai
We killin' shit
Check out the girl and look at the bumper
Nice chick say hi, what's your number
Dine in, nice time, night no slumber
Give gifts, take flights,
night we performed Badlands
In it's entirety i'm gonna tell you what
There's not a single radio hit
On that album and they
Still sang every fucking word
Scorpion, and Noob Cybot. I’m a cyborg but I’m not a Robot, Born ugly, My momma called me nucleus, The Crab Nebula, Cancer of the gluteus, The dung beetle,
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