Lyrics:
a stink
True naysayers snooze
But they're alarmed by me
Dude you're the square on the roof
I'm the root you can't see
Lose is wha' you do
When you try
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,
On n'est pas de la même famille
Shinobi te dit qu'ils veulent tous nous passer au tamis
Oh no, we're in a recession
Shit that was planned by the Bilderberg
with wails of wishes
They can't communicate because they're stupid baby bitches
Bout to be brought up believing business bucks and buildings
Are
my pride
I got a bag full o' cash with shooters by my side
I work around the clock you workin' 9 to 5
Bitch we ain't the same cuz we're comin' from
up? It's me again
Scott La Rock, KRS, BDP again
Many people had the nerve to think that
We would end the trend with
Criminal Minded, an album which is
And people don't get us
And then you're screaming
About how eatin' bloody pussy's your fetish
I'm not the next Eminem
I'm not I C P
I'm not the next nobody
I'm
we rolled the dice
Into our little love next by the seaside
Waking up beside
Morning hugs 'n coffee mugs
We took it slow and stopped to smell
This brick
Which is gripped by my fingers
Which shoot out from my hand
Which is fastened to my arm
That meets up with my shoulder
That sits well
a bag of money
If that's the case bitch then you're
A big sack of pennies
My niggas make it rain
I'm dancing in the rain gene Kelly
And every box they
on
But we can't say goodbye
I know we used to
But it's been a while
It's a problem
A problem child
Bygones go by
But they're never gone
Need a new
Ghost showers just a sign of the power
You feel in you, oh baby
Ghost showers got you by the hour
You're dancing, too, oh baby
Behind the wall
Crackin a mouth and them makin em ache I'ma put em up into a coma
You're sniffin dope aroma
I'm blendin
I'm able to break up a sucker that you might send in
been
It isn’t the drug you have to worry about
It’s yourself
You have to discipline your hindbrain
You have to be able to say
Listen, shut up
We’re gonna
brown, white, short, and tall
The man in the mirror surrounded by ya'll
One man's treasure is weight in coins
Biting from each other, know we learn
Hidden
you're in a different continent
I know it wasn't your intent
And I don't resent
But we both gotta be content
With the situation at present
It's not easy
They're Christian but they're trippin', won't care if it's
Against their wishes, won't dare listen, can't bear to witness
When their kid just won't
give a damn I'll keep it real
Cause by now I hope you know the drill
I would never lie, young forever
I ain't ever gonna die
Told me grow up but I
Went
nothing to give if I secretly resent you
So just hurry up and wait we're all living just to die
Chasing predetermined fate too exhausted to cry
We are
Never fold. staying by my side
Now we grown and every accomplishment you make, I resent inside
The life of the party, everybody loves you and I wish it
you don’t think so, you ain’t carin’
No opinions, only facts here
Only facts are what I’m sharin’
There’s a thing we have in common
I hope that you’re
it from mama's safety?
Stretch & re-up's at 7AM
Made my way back to my gracious temples
Deader fields & my theme playing
And I ain't even Uber today
try to tell them, "We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no-one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show,
Fuck your mixtape, that shit's not (fire)
Fuck your album, that shit's not (fire)
Every time, you hear Chip drops (fire)
Touch the mic and ignite that
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