Lyrics:
bullshit I admit
I made the day of the album release
They bounce around like sheep
I don't listen to country yet I am bo peep
I don't like country it doesn't
but of Death Row Records as well.
Nas, the alleged ring leader of it, is furious at Tupac
Excuse me Makaveli's verbal assault
On Mobb Sleep, Notorius
differentiated by the grace of God
I am a c I am a ch I am a c h r i s t i a n
I am victorious and i am great
And i am differentiated by the grace of God
Faithful
Like some succotash
But that do not mean I ain't rolling in cash
I'm trying to crank
This album out now
I'm delaying it when I don't know how
I wrote
when the rents due
Yet thankless if things do improve
And nobodies moved by what you’ve been through
It's all about the groove the publics into
We was
time I do it better just because
[Nas]
Yall know what it is
The streets named me Illmatic but yet I'm still at
Yeah haters
[Verse 1: Nas
basslines
In my room like a shrine it was shining
Original Nutter by Shy it's was firing high
Lost in the music, basement bedroom
Always had the tunes on,
fathom
When I heard about what happened
Pushing back my album
As if nothing ever mattered now I'm
Trynna speak for the people
Who was affected by it
Radio Silence
Interlude
Na na na na na-na-na
2x
Verse 1 :
She say she miss me so.
Even (be)fore we got physical.
I was ready to bless her world
partays
Had to push a couple vacations back on layaway
But it was alright cuz you made it work out anyway
And it's by the grace of God that you standing
again
Back when 2pac was just the guy from Juice
To check out a new track you had to buy or boost
The album or dub it off your mates
blank cassette
Does Ira Glass still do this American life
She listens to NPR
We were both listening to it when an interview with The Temptations was playing, that
to give up
You repeatedly suck
You in the league of a duck
You a measly schmuck
If you was speedily struck by a GMC truck
I wouldn't give one flying
Deadliest school shooting since Sandy Hook
On Valentine's Day yesterday in Florida, it tore legs
It's 5:30 AM, the news has been on since I've been
thoughts, it's adios
Finito, I get new jerseys like I was a guido
The ego
Gotta be vetoed if you want a free throw
D'Evils, stay with the scripture
What your
me of tryna destroy
Let's rewind it to '89 when I was a boy on the east side of Detroit
Crossin' 8 Mile into Warren into hick territory
I'd like
coming through
lock down let beast out
Am Taking machine all you get is code
written by men story's on told
fell in love my album getting
the faces of those
Who had never got ready for me to explode their heads and rip'em apart!
It was written by me and I will write it again
And still I'm in
a Vicodin, splash, it hits my stomach, then, ah
Couple of weeks go by, it ain't even like I'm gettin' high
Now I need it just not to feel sick, yeah, I'm
Was "Poetry"
You know it's me
It's my philosophy
Many artists got to learn
I'm not flammable
I don't burn
So please stop burnin'
And learn
meetings saying "Stormzy's gotta go"
Woah, I think I got you on your toes
And if I'm being honest with you, I am not your bro
Man say it with your chest
to the mood I'm in i'mma be who I am
Sell it to the kids and the crew
They rep and they fuck with it
I don't wanna be another
Rapper with a gimmick
I just
Melodically and sonically the best and
Ironically was choir boy MVP
You can't tempt me i used to get head by the
Pews during father franks hour-long homilies
of sinners baby I'm a Cole album
When my album drops, niggas know it'll be a cold album
Negative energy, nigga I can't have it
When I prophesy, feeble minds
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