Lyrics:
typhoon
In lives of leisure
The craze for pleasure
Steadily grows
Cocktails and laughter
But what comes after?
Nobody knows!
You're weaving love into a mad
home
Far too much
Time is now to make it out this bush
Gotta live my life in the way I should
Guide my bros An let my fam be good
I've gotta be
To investigate and analyze
With understanding and logic
The principles we ought to live by
Not to display anger or other emotions
To be free of passion and yet
He is the flame
He draws me in
That burns within
It's a pain, it's so sweet, oh
The fix, the craze, by now he needs
Only I can't breathe
And I
BE COLONIZED
BY A WHITE GUY OR A WHITE GIRL
WE GOT HIP-HOP
WHINING
WHAT’S THE NEW CRAZE
GILBERTO
WHAT?
MITCHELL
CULTURE APPROPRIATION AT ITS
that's hype
But my stripes, marks me by champ
Check out the bass coming from the power amp
I'm the controller and like the Ayatollah
I used to live in
that's hype
But my stripes, marks me by champ
Check out the bass coming from the power amp
I'm the controller and like the Ayatollah
I used to live in
impossible to live
Cause lack of innocence to give
Survive by a gun or succumb to one (Choose)
Mother's mourning their sons (Mikey G)
Battle of good and evil
Like Charles Bronson
Written By J. Robinson III, J. Holliday
Performed by The Bizczar Sinista
Ha! Ha! Ha!
You didn't think I was coming to get ya
Twenty five years old still tryin' to make a livin' off a
one live then they're only slugs give a nigga
Fuck holes in my chest took my last
The industry is dead, long live the king
Drop from a head shot, and it didn't feel a thing
Woke up this morning with the world in my hand
Money in
Remember the famous milkshake craze the night of the chase
Leading up to our first fake date
The blanket we shared on the lawn
We didn't want people
by G's
The impact of the pump hitting break you down to your knees
Rather murder the drum kick and act a clown on these beats
And I'll hail all these
and that's merely
Or should I say a mere, help to my career
I'm really not into fashion or craze
Just the one who pays and how soon I get a raise
You're
everything na Vanity
So live your life jeje everything na vanishingg
This life na turn by turn
Some you see today won ti di eni ana
Maje ko paro o shi
like an escalade
Driven by two teams, craze and rave that
The best friend is gay and he died the same day
Confused and don't know whether to cry
Be kind to your mind and live drug free
You ain't gonna catch me smoking on that green
You ain't gonna catch me sipping on that lean
Cause for my
disgrace
Cut her face
Always cover up the trace
Fuck the race
Money chase
All your lives just went to waste
Smoke some haze
Ease the craze
There are
him that's faith
Before he die for us he live for us I'm here today by his grace
And I will never stop I will never turn back I will always rap till I
I am sick, it's in my face expression
I live in the state depression
Knock it out in a single session
Roll the weed then ride like Jetsons
Wrecking
like Hakimi
If you got a brain then use it like Dave said
The friend of an opp is an enemy
I live by these rules and really
If you've never seen a guy
beat elitists.
Element five,
Fully sold on operation,
Jeopardized on my survival.
I will survive when sprayed by heavens liquid ammunition,
I'll
feels, I feel like crying, dying
It made him feel just like a spoiled child
Her love of Life, destiny, passed him by
Where was the time to say I love
think you get it
Let us do it if they let us
Don't know where we're headed
Fuck my intuition, I'm urging for another new craze
Led by my ignition,
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