Lyrics:
takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I try
but in my heart you've got me handcuffs
I deleted all our photos but there's still an album in my head
My brother still asks about you
And when you're
sees it
It's therapy season!
You want album 3? Then give me a reason!
Why should I bother stressin' again?
Why should I wake up depression again?
Won't
would come record it
With phonetic clone software who ever woulda thought it?
But I included numbers in my rap unsupported
By their new OS that's why OS
cocky till gun a gun cocking
Thats enough watching from the sidelines, peeking my eye by
All I knew i had to jump in, I'll be a nice guy
Three albums in I
out its real
that's when they heart pumps fear
The real remains the weak will disappear
My words is 20/20, my vocals are crystal clear
911 style
Give me space, need a little break, always tryna wake up
Always at the edge, I confess I feel alone
Question those I love why they ain't quicken
Shopp, man
We... y'know finally reachin' the end of this album and I just wanna thank y'all, like...
I was never a big fan of doin' the whole long talk
the field of reeds I ain't even know what it was
But I was born with the C's and I've been reppin' it cuz
And I was brought up by G's I had to do what he
than a bachelor pad
We’re here to take our city back - capture the flag
Setting next year’s fads, y’all still rappin’ ‘bout swag
Get your album shrink
And that's why I had to make this
Twenty-minute rap song
I'm 'bout to one take it
I just made my first album
Full of songs from the depths of my heart
her that she should seek her dreams
Can't wait for y'all to see her gleam
Meanwhile I'm just as terrified to release this EP
Terrified by the speed I
"Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo
In Los Angele's, like an Evangelist
I can introduce you to your maker
Bring you closer to nature
Ashes after they cremate you
Dotting eyes in cross Tees, I'm a product of discontent
Thought I was prodigy while Holy Spirit was a resident, should be harmonious
But my hearts was weary
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
why
I don't regret the ex I regret the outcome
It's hard to give a heart when you always lived without one
Hope 1 day I can find a you
Even though my
up out them buildings
how yo homies dead and all yo opps alive man who y’all killin
I’m on havoc time hell nall I ain’t fuccin with no rats that shit
about somethin' I said in 2012
Took you six years and a surprise album just to come with a diss
Homie we get it, we know that you're the greatest rapper
Oh happy day, that unmistakable brown plumage
As accented by a snow white head and tail
I've seen the holy spirit
When I was young their
still takin rappin for a joke
A passing hope, or a phase with the rope
Sometime I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MC's
I
Gargle beatas you stabbin' that heart or haul
It's the habit that scarred the nina
But I'm buzzin' shots by the dozen
Dare of the crew, Caribou Lou
moved by your filthy means
We be the "seed" that you seem need
Appease the creed in the deep of the weeds
Feed the greed with the steed speed scene
Reeds
still takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I
They like, you don't know yourself
Keyamo, Y'all the one who need help
That's for sure
I took some time to educate
To myself, I dedicate
Heart lighter
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