Lyrics:
I'm back after a year of not making any albums last year
Y'all are gonna ask me if I'm finna slack again?
My answer is fuck no
I'd want to keep track
the concrete
Older niggas I loved talked like they was above, maintaining a time sheet
That slow money, picked up the family business
By the age of thirteen,
bro
That's my natural energy
How you gon' fuck up my natural energy
I'ma have the video of the year
You gon' see
I'ma have the album of the year
You
and I thank judge Stevens and we was happy to see
That he ain't send me up north 'cause I got a family to feed
Changed your image up last year, cut
flicking off Taurus
Maybe at your cousin's house, dicking down your Aunt Doris
See, I say anything, whatever comes to mind, like
Remember when Kanye said
behind these bars for the rest of my life
I will never see the light of day again
Now witnessing this rare occasion I bear fruits of my labor this grape is
in hopes to make his album blow
It's more about the money
And less about the truth
The devil does a great job misleading the youth
Niggas is serving
in hopes to make his album blow
It's more about the money
And less about the truth
The devil does a great job misleading the youth
Niggas is serving
Smoke
That's the day I was gonna cut ya throat
I guess my watch was broke -- cuz by the time I woke
I seen my watch was twelve hours late and I missed
Down by the crossroad
Yeah
Where my story will be told
Yeah
Let him know
This youngin never did fold
If I never get to see the day I'm old
I pray to God
more
If he reach for my chain I'ma make him see Vo
My nigga upstairs I be moving slo-mo
I can't spare a lil bear and you already know
My nigga upstairs
The Imperium Marches Against Gul-Kothoth, Then Dark Sorceries Shall Enshroud The Citadel Of The Obsidian Crown (recounted on the second Bal-Sagoth album
Gang, our spirit will live through the generations
It's Hang Over Gang forever n' a day
Even though I don't have all your merch, the best albums Renegade
won't crucify the things you do
I won't cry for you see, when you're gone
I'll still be Bloody Mare
Lcve do you smell that?
It's poison : m YAAAAAH!
We
Shalom
My brother
Just lost his brother
My father
Just lost his mother
My homie
Been undercover
My family
Falling apart
My nigga
Fightin
Drinking all night and all day
Straight out the bottleneck
Heading straight to the bank
to cash the vibe cheque
From the monday club blues
To an album full
you go inside just to realize
Either you're weak or someone lied
See, you spend more time boasting about
What you do than you do
So by the time your
behind these bars for the rest of my life
I will never see the light of day again
Now witnessing this rare occasion I bear fruits of my labor this grape is
family
If I get a caught up on cameras i'm making a statement to all my endeavors
Won't leave the yard till the album is done, only way that i'm leaving my
Yo
Yo
This for all the girls I know that would never tell me no
Who post photos wit' quotes by Marilyn Monroe
Swear they ain't diggin' for no
to mention our debut album
Is it always just nostalgia
Til our last days - omega
Will fans only jam our Alpha
We'll See
Can u stand the rain when you really
forging the attitude
The new fearless type
This past, the negro’s past, of rope, fire
Torture death and humiliation fear by day
And night, fear as deep
mama's eyes
That old family album she'll keep on her night stand
Right next to the Bible until the day she dies
Through all those years in prison she
chill now you punch
Larceny? All I see is a bunch of new punks
I'd have you lyin' to ya mother
Bringin' money e'ry day nigga
You ain't even have to pay
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