Lyrics:
you
Or it breaks you, I didn't snap in half
I just snapped in class
It's a miracle I didn't catch that charge
Ain't got time to waste
Night time
I don't like this kid
He's weirdo
With a message for your earlobes
Smoke blowing hope
From his throat
Doctor ear nose
Fear no
Evil
If you a new
Try and dis gimme a mic I turn cats to liars
haven't given a thumbs up get your thumbs up
This isn't kids stuff fuck getting your thumb sucked
This
You you you you you
Common sense
You you you you you
Common sense
You you you you you
Nigga you need to
Tell me what's on your mind
I'll be more than
You you you you you
Common sense
You you you you you
Common sense
You you you you you
Nigga you need to
Tell me what's on your mind
I'll be more than
your city tryna run mine
I'm finna blow soon
These rappers they be old news
Remember that I told you
Ain't nothin' as good as old school
Niggas can't
other words nigga my will was weak
Please feel what I speak,
This ain't your average ordinary jargon
Weak rap niggaz be talkin'
This shit is deep,
metallurgy like a nigga upstate
That's pushing mad years of crazy weight
I penetrate the shit that you love to hate
Time to meet your fate no time
this room
Put away
I was a troubled kid losing my mind
Fallin' short
Of what they expected from me every time
So don't fault me if you meet me
it tough love, I call it hatred.
That's your flesh, your blood, that's sacred.
So engrossed in her new found interest, Sonita fails to realize
down on the ground, they didn't come around
Had to get it now, by my lonely, I ain't play around
Stay on my grind all the time, I want to make it
Put my
trial while in my intertube, Tour de Force
Tied so I am not the daddy
Had to move the club all by myself 'cause I ain't had no caddy, gladly
Didn't
My mind's different, epitome of an understatement
If I'm Guinness, you're a home brew in a fuckin' basement
You're five kids in a trench coat
spiral stairs
I will swear on a stack of Bibles
I will tear new behinds out of rivals, even your idols
I don't care, it's Music To Be Murdered By
So
nothing but cars Eclipse and Camaroes
Times are hard to explore I made my own fort
Fifteen hundred pearl white ain't that a bitch?
Doing this uptown behind
get a free ticket or the addy dude
I'd be a fly on the walls of your mind
Didn't come see your son before he died
Just because he married without your
Quicker than the 5 speed Jamiroquai drives
A lifespan longer than 9 lives. Infinite rhymes that can't die
A nigga with a divine mind
I dedicate this
By The Spotlight,
Feelings Change
Over Money,
If You Feel
With Your Mind,
(Where Ya Heart?)
You The Same
As A Dummy,
Answer This Hea
For Me,
What ya
I've been on a quest for the next wave
But never mind, that was just a segue
I must say, by your songs I'm unimpressed, hey
But I love to see a Black
while her kids are in day-care
Two blunts and I'm out for lunch
Your whore said I'm here "Sugar pie, honey bunch"
This Bizarre kid, that ain't the answer
the name I started my own gang
Good Dad Gang
Only gang I ever joined
We started our own lane
Made it cool to be with your kid, not on the block
Made it cool
bitch blow me
Fuck y’all! Who want war? I’m waging it
Til all my wages get in order, or New World Order come take the shit
Cadence shift, this ain’t shit,
When they told me no
I came from no where
So your mind their is boggled
The enlightened
will overstand this flow
Welcome to london
Full of lost souls
'm the one she love and hate
So she can't pick a side
Well, maybe it's a sign
I know I always let her back
But not this fucking time
My mind it stay on 100s
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