Lyrics:
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After all this time
I am sorry I'm not sorry
Hate me later
There's something greater
From the petty here and now
Venture on
The sketch is not
redemption?
It's the Butterfly Effect, it's more the an album
No manifesting rocks, but I speak it, it shall come
Black and white you're in the middle like
going from here
Look at yourself in the mirror
Faded
Faded
Faded
Faded
Honor student very astute
Always press the issue never mute
Jumped off the stoop
nappy and too harsh
Strike 3, you can never be better than us
You ain't American, you're just another black man in America
Alone he stands this man from
to budget my ends on denim and groceries
Now I'm draped in white linen feelin' the ocean breeze
Yeh, limo tint on the Oakeleys
Since n****s throwin' shade
I'm
vindictive
I put my 1st album out by myself that's initiative
I can rap on and on without being repetitive
God was like here's the power of words and he
screams and cheers
Front row T-Shirt, L, we here
I bought every album, too many to count 'em
Watch your movies, your the only good thing about 'em
Todd
My mom is a thug with the bomb-diggy bud
And her palm on her gun
Just for blastin that ass
Actin insane for the platinum chain
And her new album's
an einem Tisch sitzt)
It’s Downtown walkin’
Sweet mouth talkin’
The great Big Apple way“
Just get your broker
And any other joker
Money day by day
Jim
the harbor
Mama come to papa, don't it feel at home here?
All the comforts of it, you ain't got a care
Don't love me wit your heart, love me from a far
Now
adventures with his friends.
When Tinker Bell sprinkled
magical powder,
Peter Pan could fly in the sky.
Tinker Bell, Tinker Bell!
Is there any fun thing
give the ball up
We all in, no fallen', from that platform, got tossed up
Like sit here, don't worry about these others
If I let you push that foreign
on a few blocks (yeah)
And I pulled a few skirts on a few blocks (yeah)
If you dirt you feel the burst from my fuse box
Oh lordy there nobody like me
balling down from heaven
All I know is that these rap niggas dry snitching and telling
That work don't even come like that, fuck is you selling? (huh?)
I
D.E.M.I.G.O.D.Z.
It's like oh, ohhh, ohhhh
D.I.P.S.E.T. S.O.B. G's
I came from pumping 60K out the trunk switchblades
Ziggy stuff nicknames, itchy braids, bitchmade
and they know they go
I went from pumpin' that white stuff
To bein up in them white clubs
Like hey I got dubs still pumpin that white stuff
Plus I fuck with
white rap, just some foil like Chiclets
Never had a wife, you better settle for the mistress
The truth like Al Capone dying from the syphlis
Cross me,
rocket no stopping me,
I was in New Orleans I hit the block with ease,
Sipping amaretto sour on the bourbon streets,
Talking bout who that there that be
69
I did mine on stacks
I put my music to the test
Amongst
The real rat packs
And I'm also here to tell you
Where there's blood
There's us!
gettin' money, don't make money, hey
White man won't take from me, hey
The white fans at the Coachella, hey
Never been touched, niggas know better, hey
I don't have to work in the morning so I always stay for one more
Fuck what they say, I'm telling you there's no side-effects, I'm sure
Went from
like a dame or atracts like a dame
There ain't a thing that's wrong with any man here
That can't be cured by putting him near
A girly womanly female
sometimes we gotta read between the lines of some rappers who step to the plate
Some are genuine and you can relate
Others are great for sitting back
Here we go
There she blows
The great white whale
But she's ten thousand feet of stone
I can feel it in my bones
And I'm vibrating from head to toe
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