Lyrics:
Cole World, DJ Khaled!
Yeah, back from the dead
Like Michael Jackson in red jackets, with naps in my head
Who's white or black, it's a rare package
you move when you come though
Never was the type of person to pull-up late & we really roll deep if a couple niggas in my brothers face
But going
like a phone in
A theater and make you silent
Queen Eva will defeat ya by depleting
You energy, so back up, dog
Ryan the Conjurer will abolish
You
or three days later
My styles more dangerous than wrestling alligators
In shark infested water by yourself late at night
So if you’re having second thoughts
has rejected, I'm here to protect it
Everybody dies deep within this world we live in
And not everybody tries, but everybody lies
You can't take–
with its might"
"Have you heard about the lovestruck woman?
She'd give up everything in one night.
She tried to manufacture her own lover,
And in
'll really catch this Smith and Wesson
Aye fuck a bitch, I be deep up in her kidneys
We go crazy, we go blizzy, we be sliding with them glizzys
Say she love
inflections a testament of my progression in channeling my aggression
Take a second -deep breath- cause the rep of Midwest is about
To make you second guess
In combination to my spouse's due-extended devotion by my hand
These dreams are a conversation, if you will, between me and the Godhead and saints
time
Trapped like you niggas in traps bathed in powder and crime
Programmed by idiot boxes your top's a box of rocks
They programmed to raid up your spot
raised in a lower middle class family with only one
brother Michael whom I love dearly.
He was five years my senior.
My father's nickname was Red which I
destined
You can be my smith I'll be your Wesson
Holding onto grudges I ain't stick around through prison
What you expect you was fucking with other women
hard to stop
Any show or venue with a live mic I blaze the spot
A pro with this you know the flow is crisp
Since a young man in the rap game I been
Naughty By Nature or NWA
90's music is the best, yeah it's all that I play
If you party with me then you better get it right
Bump it old school baby all day
might hit you and be Swazey
Her forehead was on my abs yeah she was waste deep
I made her ride in the backseat but I ain’t Stacey
And she let me use her
on your own
Ain't nobody fuckin' with me, you can tell by the tone
Gotta lotta women waitin' by they phone all alone
But I'm here for ya
When I get
love you then you could depend on me (depend on me)
I was walkin’ alone y’all was countin’ on me (walkin’ alone)
I was locked in that cell and y’all
23 deep we gone get to subtracting
Taking off with your bitch I'm Aladdin
Get the fuck out my way send my niggas the play you know back in the day I
Reflexions of the Disillusioned
By Jeff Knight
Dedicated in loving memory to Jerry Wayne Smith and Willie Mae Smith
“You courageously
I’m tryna describe
By saying to myself
Shawty you blessing
And you my number 1 contestant
With dat look in yo eyes
You got me feeling like
Shawty you
Improve my means by any means necessary
We getting by but we're just getting by barely
Shit scary
Unh yeah
Just let it breathe a little
K-N-G with an X in
"Dance dance with the devil"
Guns are bein bought over the counter like candy
Comin in handy for chumps to act manly
Once before they were only for
I ain't in the same place you left me
I know that they wondering whats happening with Silk
Focused on a grind tryna run me up a M
Lately my life been
nigga in charge and watchin you move
Ya found dead in your garage with 10 o clock news coverage
Gotta love it cuz I expose the façade
Your little lungs is
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