Lyrics:
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S
We flyin' the first class, up in the sky
Poppin' champagne
Livin' my life in the fast lane
I won't change by
Of sadness
Comes to show
Life ain’t always what it seems
And we’ll never really know
(Chorus Pt. 2)
Fought for life
Knocked down
So nervous
Christmas day
a pt2 your bitch got an Attitude
But I guess that ain't anything new
I'm addicted to the drugs hitting my head
Guess you can say I'm fucking abscessed
But
We livin' life like GTA, Grand Theft Auto
Yellow Tape for my revolver
My homie keep his mask on
That dirty K: the problem solver
My momma told me
no time for patient or complication
Let's get it done right, my clique airtight
Trapped in a never-ending gunfight
So niggas lose stripes or lose
name and crumpled it up and burned it in a cave on the frozen edge of Northern Norway.
I made a boundary between 2 eras of my life, a feeble gesture
breathing oxygen and living
Life and falling in
Love and having pain and having joy is
Like what can I do, what can
I do with my voice, what can we do for
1. 24 Hours pt.1
Everyday
We live by the hour, Talking the 24th
ahh
Its so hard to trust people that be breaking they bonds
Life ain’t perfect,
The brother who rocks so viciously
I said the age of one my life begun
At the age of two I was doing the do
At the age of three it was you and me
Rocking
Yeah
Yeah
Mmm' yeah yo'
Open my eyes at four in the rising
Riding the bus for 'bout two hours depend on who drivin'
Couldn't decide if I want a life
slanging keys flippin half ounces to quarters
When the Task hit that mean time to throw ya rocks
My little patner got 25 years for 2 rocks.
My block be
slanging keys flippin half ounces to quarters
When the Task hit that mean time to throw ya rocks
My little patner got 25 years for 2 rocks.
My block be
new legs
I don't follow them, I just create the new trends
The rest of them my brothers I got maybe 2 friends
I'm gon make her shake it like she got
It's that Young Sinatra IV shit right here
Rest in peace Mac Miller
It's been like ten years
Here we go, yeah
Visualizin' and realizin' my life
for school lunch
You up here lyin' 'bout shit
That you ain't do once
My life? I'm like a modern day RL stein
These stories will give you Goosebumps
I do
move on
My heart done held a whole lot of vengeance
Ain't no more love in it
By the time I find a cure
I could be doing a life sentence
Workin way too
the craftmatic no rest till I won
Life took a stab at him, couldn't punch him alone
Born near the savages kinda made me numb
Two doors from where the dope boy
gonna be alright
Speak up on it baby we gonna be alright (fully loaded)
I want you to know this is we - I'm bigger than life (I am my brother's keeper,
for the job
Take it to the Wild Wild West
{*beat kicks in*}
BOODOODOO..
[Intro Pt. II: Crisis (RZA) {Ms. Roxy}]
Yeah.. (Come on son)
The one
you even if he dropped a bomb in this
You still gon' be found in a ditch
My name should be Robin Banks the way I be robbin' banks
I'm a fiend for
night (Whole night)
I done been in the trenches
Yeah my whole life (Robin Banks)
I been in the trenches my
Whole life, making money, nigga
Broke
Will you make me so happy for the rest of my life?
Will you take me away and will you make me your wife?
Do you love me?
Will you love me forever?
Do
Will you make me so happy for the rest of my life?
Will you take me away and will you make me your wife?
Do you love me?
Will you love me forever?
Do
behind these bars for the rest of my life
I will never see the light of day again
Now witnessing this rare occasion I bear fruits of my labor this grape is
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