Lyrics:
Me and my niggas smoke weed at an incredible dosage, have niggas slumped like we Got Shocked by 1000 watts voltage
The liquor don't make you hulk
turned to ash
Survived envived to the deads
They are the pawns on the Great Chessboard
Controlled by the unseen Lord
And now he's making them run
And then
of October like memories of the dead
And the last time I saw autumn's fire was a thousand years ago
I put my faith in autumn -- seasons come seasons go
my life's a circle
But I can't tell you why
The seasons spinning round again
The years keep rolling by
I've found you a thousand times
I guess
feel about you babe
cnd though tonight
You're finally here
I'd wait for you a thousand years
Weightless, floating
Every day I'm knowing
I'll be yours
from head to toe
You're the only one
I'm sure you know by now
My dearest Capricorn
I've been waiting for a thousand years
For someone like you
I've been
thirteen years, and we haven't talked much
What can be done about the day by day?
It's a terminal case, I'll be dead in three months
Got my jumpsuit
life itself
Prepare to reign a thousand years
I told you pe is still in full effect
Beyond the year two thousand
We ain't taking no shorts and y'all need to know that
To make your head fat boy
need
Young man said the old man
Let the youth in your heart be at rest
We may all be dead
In a year or a day
When the devil is put to the test
Young cousin Johnny was the first to go
Left for the States just seventeen years old
Spent all his money with nothing to show
Cousin Johnny was first
through"
"At 1000 degrees Celsius I make Emcees melt,
Fuck my record label I appear courtesy of myself"
"Canibus is the type to fight for mics,
the
Lorton Furlough program
And brother Richard X of Buffalo
New York faces 13
Hundred-and-65 did he say, "One
Thousand, three hundred
And sixty-five years
at my mind
The room has a thousand eyes
The truth hides a thousand lies
So I open up the door and step into the night
Wearing a dead man's jacket
A cruel
who don't believe it
Where do I begin
So many words were written of
The coming of the Lord
A thousand years of prophecy
Just can't be ignored
God in
War ready
You got shooters, I've got shooters
We got money
Let's do what them other niggas can't do though
Mastermind uh
Uh nigga got a thousand
wilin'
This the year you cannot trust no one else
This the year you prolly grinding by yourself
I be chilling
Motivating
Doing what I do
I be chilling
unforgiven
We are dead we are damned forced to walk amongst the living
cre you dead to? I've been for many years
My heart stopped beating and I've lost
but nigga, I can
You gotta go through the worst to become the man that I am
You would be dead as fuck tryna spin the blocks that I spinned
You would go
livin' in is fucked
Industry rule number four thousand and eighty one
Your new shit ain't good as your old shit
'Til your new shit is your old shit, son
ahead when I'm ahead light years
(Here, here I come again)
Gong originally, run fi the grand finally
(Have no fear, for it is only I)
I do it
Ever since I was a little motherfucka wantin' to hang
I can see 'em in my head, pow
Memories of my nigga but he dead now
Lookin' back in my year
the monitor, my body’s the remote Do I leave this chair, nope, don’t own a pair of shoes or coat I go through thousands of friends, they all live in my headset
your hand
Try to dig me up to find there is nothing in the ground
Kneel by my stone, cry for my life
You don't think you'll live for a thousand years
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