Lyrics:
from three?
A crash outside
Screams of pain
My heart skips again
Blood drains from my brain
From behind I hear my name
His voice hasn't changed, his
knowing faint heart never won fair lady, I still proceeded with the campaign
And so walking out in her Nike shoes, she only returned home after checking my
Heat the gas to ignite that hate
We the by the fireplace
See the ash and revive that pain
Me and Shaggs gon' annihilate
Dilate, we cannibals, famished
to the O, I OD on the news
If you D to the O then you not gonna lose
I was spittin' lumbars bout a week back, I can see that
Need some feedback, put your feet
us
Know it's us
Jordan's on our feet
You know it's us
Twenty three
Table full of Henney
You know it's us
Hennessy
I'm a big boy now with a big ass
quick on your feet, get some agility
I'm gon' keep praisin' and worshipin' this righteous assembly
He wrote them words on my heart, ancient calligraphy
him smoking
3feet no pressure my chain nice you can’t approach him
Surrounded by bears in that solider field I eat with vultures
Yea Uh maybach baby
baby write his whole name in all caps,
I drive to peak, I sit down just to stand on my feet,
I'm so annoyed by you I'll go back to the Jurassic age just
this type of shit was never for the faint of heart
I want to see the light but you see my eyes are painted dark
I realize all the youth that died
I wake
My homie almost died by cannabis
An overdose, he's causing smoke, he couldn't handle this
Been stumbling, tripping off the green
How the trees give
Strange'
Lipstick on my collar, Oscar de la renta(y)
Your hijo pequeño, my nachos, bel grande
Stay sippin' that Andre
Spent 3 stacks, that's Andre
That
happened (you have no idea how I feel bro)
She can't prove it now
My lover still gon' drink
She drink until she faint
Open one
Order two
Kill three (take it
the wizard gets to me I'm asking for a smaller heart
And I got you
I thought that I got you
now I'll ruin it all
Feeling helpless
Acting selfish
thirty-three
They will do the autopsy but it was jealousy
You can donate my organs to someone else in need
But you better bury my heart six feet deep
You better
and don’t embarrass me
Pops ain’t push me to do shit since I was three
And even then he only pushed me to the street
Fuck sleep house need a creak by
Vikings
Three of my classmates would have had to be injured
Before I could enter the game
If our number one quarterback heaven forbid, were laid flat by
But I ain't sitting here stagnant no more
6 am I quit the snoring and my feet hit the floor
See I wanna do a lot so I gotta do more
I gotta make
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up
That ain't the half, shit get's worse as I get older
Actions become bolder, heart got colder
hood)
(The real hood, like three pair of pants)
My friends, I'll say it clear (pair of sneakers)
(My moms is busting her ass) State my case
(Nigga,
is old
Couldn't hold me back in Shackles like I'm tied with rope
If I was rap's messiah
Come back 3 days later
Haunt you hoes
Make you shake more ass
to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up
That ain't the half, shit get's worse as I get older
Actions become bolder, heart got colder
you love me you love with all your heart but you was faking
Ye I knew it from the start slept by myself feelings tearing me apart
I've been hurt too
you to your destiny
Where by other souls are slain
It won't take long
It won't take too long at all
Three men in a desert wandering
One is knowing
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