Lyrics:
This the story of
A kid who didn’t rest
13-year old made a goal
Embarked on his quest
To fill his life with teachings
Be the best
Put some hair
with my imagination
And all it took was one conversation
To take a million stars and erase ‘em
Can’t return words once you say ‘em
He said I’d I’ll
Today, I will walk into the Civic Auditorium
As a 17-year-old high school graduate
And walk out-
"Name?" The man's grating voice
Cuts through my reverie
and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that being said, my nigga, let me ask this question
would listen to the radio and be able to play the songs by ear. And I remember saying to my dad when I was about six or seven years old, and I think I was
a veteran at ESPYS
Trust me
Been here for 10 plus years now its connecting
Disgusting
The way my flow is projecting
It's lovely
I'm adjusting, constructing
regardless
I bet out of all of the guys you've dated I most likely worked the hardest
I reminisced with my old partner she was someone I met long ago
5 years
want a fulfilled life without regrets in old age
Do what you gotta do days are not the same cause
That time was beautiful but
That year was beautiful
before the Buddhists
Who tracked 50,000 years of saints
Saints who taught kindness
Saints who taught letting go
Saints who taught how to be brothers with
by the face pose
Give it 2 em by the case load
Mad at em for not perpetrating
My purpose here really elevation
Bitter beer by the face pose
Give
with the angels singing
Should I stay
Should I stay or should I go
Died by my daddy at the age 13 now I'm resting with the angels singing
I don't
of gray, spoke: "Challis must be chosen. This
is the secret I have carried with me for all these
years. Although I was once rebuffed by my only true
love,
news, old news, old news, old news
Just another day in the haze with my whole crew
We got old news, yeah
Old news, old news, old news, old news
City in
just turned 10 my friend
10 years grinding
What have I done with all of that timing
Mastered the art of this rhyming
Spit hard and I passed
that it's HENRY CASTRO!
Rest In Peace to my dog man he seen it all
Had em since I was nine years
Had a couple of falling outs with my peers
I'm here too
came
Out to play
So one day when my car was down I got a ride with brother Adrian to a neighborhood a few
Cities away to get some stock
It was in
not the same
Imma let you dream the dream
But I won't let you play the game
They say you fake it till you make it
I don't do that anymore
13 years old
I
of weeks in a month
There's 12 picture cards, the number of months in a year
There's 13 tricks, the number of weeks in a quarter
So you see, my friend
these rocks this creek?
Raton Canyon by name pours
Coyote leaves & old Pomo bones
& old dust of Tomahawks
into your angler'd maw
My salt maw shall
Happy with no teeth, happy here in hibernation
Slurpin' on a peach, starin' at the situation
Kitty at my foot, meowin' out a conversation
Rockin'
Preposterous foes, frantically foul niggas
See niggas in blast, there goes a loud difference
Coke sniffing, tapping 13 year old chickens
You can't be
suburbans with liquor
Preposterous foes, finicky foul niggas
See niggas and blacks, there goes a loud difference
Coke sniffing, tapping 13 year old
I'm havin problems with my old lady
And lately she been against me and hatin
Sayin fuck it
I got to keep it ruggish and thuggish
Mean muggin kissin
a motrion
Old pic new frame
But it's really the same
My heart lost from its home
Now it's begging for change
I was stuck in my brain
A pink mold with a maze
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