Lyrics:
the city of Godless, Philly the hardest
It don't matter what I say
They wanna kill me regardless
They say I'm an MC, but really an artist
Simply DaVinci,
and MC's still freeze
No thoughts of guns 'cause everyone's havin' fun
The job gets done, I put MCs on the run 'cause
Live on stage
Live on stage
Live
the funkalistic rapper choke an instant
Got mixed wit Malibu rums and Mistic
I'm a whole lot on it yea just a smidget
Just 'cause I live by the beach
Which loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs
And adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kickin
Multi-flavored bags of sess, for the pickin
So
Which loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs
And adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kickin
Multi-flavored bags of sess, for the pickin
So
fold
Me and Bill Clinton want to bust in those on homeless 14 years old (she's young)
Doin drive by's in fuckin pink caddies
Tie you up and beat you
outta ten sociopaths agree
You gotta see Hyakugojyuuichi
From the Moch to the Rie to the Pee to the Wee
Just take it from me, MC NC
You won't believe
the father
My melody is deadly as a pin in a hand grenade
5 seconds before you get played
You can't throw me, I guess you'll blow up
Ever see a sucker
a listen
Know the true definition of an MC
I'm a beast with a burden
Can I beg your pardon
Had it with heifers like a vegetarian
May I enter your garden
of Pullman porters
And the sons of engineers
Ride their father's magic carpets made of steel
Mothers with their babes asleep
Are rockin' to the gentle beat
of Pullman porters
And the sons of engineers
Ride their father's magic carpets made of steel
Mothers with their babes asleep
Are rockin' to the gentle beat
back to the world they think is run by laws
The world is run by men who use laws for tools
I come through war tactics like Shaka Zulu
Mcs is soft
would mend won’t break
All lip services if you curse with lips
Ripped off your face
Lukewarm will get you spit out the Father
Don’t like that taste
Sin is
of magic and saver of souls
Planting the greed of their devious moles
And the spell of silver and sword takes me home
Father told me: don't believe in
terrible weather
Nobody does it better than I, so approved by Carly Simon
Most rappers is real hard, but still hardly rhymin'
To all, rise and shine, give
You know... I thought about making a track for my actual father, but
You can't write about someone you know nothing about
So... I give you Step Down
wheezing and coughing
He died in her arms she can't see him in no coffin
If it's all work when do me and my kids play
It ain't magic I had to get that penny
The cut was concieved by Freeze from the hit brigade
[D.O.P.]
It's a mellow type of flow, the kind you snap your fingers to
While you're in your car
got a win, darg
Man ah go hard
Kill an MC then go to my yard (go to my yard)
And if you act too hard then that's a red card
I can make a new
and car, it stay foreign nigga
Got a bitch from Magic City
Who wanna ride him
Gotta be loaded just to ride him (Wasted)
MC Hammer would love to ride her
at
I see irrelevance condoned by the delegates
Their regression is evident they own
What I been off
Fuck it since it's the samaritan's I sold
I'ma
I rap and I'm white
And the bay has not got behind
An MC of my kind an MC who talks like he's
Got the answers to life
I'm an arrogant fuck I guess
I'm the tree the apple didn't fall far from
She's her father's daughter
With a dark side that I
Could not have taught her
Caught up in politics
But
Cleared out my fears
Now I don't live by the policy, live by the faith that was bought for me
Died on the cross, cause your love for me
Yeah, Father come
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