Lyrics:
hail Mary's please Father forgive us
Young, the archbishop, the Pope John Paul of y'all niggas
They way y'all all follow Jigga
Hov's a livin' legend
daughter I love you.
We're holding on barely so by the pain we know
My faith is lost my soul is sore and I wish to live no more.
My love and light keep
at Allstate Insurance
GQ: So how did you go
From Fatburger to writing
Songs for Brandy and Justin
Bieber and John Legend?
Frank Ocean: We're talking about
fire it got me lifted like I'm John Legend oh five
Hakeem Olajuwon fading away off that blue haze
My mind in the sky never mind if the opps is tight
Dead
at Diddy in a Sean John sweatsuit
I felt ambushed by New York niggas
Live by the code, die by the code (it's still west side though)
Never been a hoe,
soulmate the right choice
Started with a boom box and Rocking Robot
Now I'm John Creasy man on fire come get your
Mic scorched
Savior of this rap game I came
Come get twisted, come get lifted
Quapman, you be gifted, fuck that snitchin', always bitchin'
Come get twisted, start a twister, hurricane flow, fuck
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
amphetamines
I be doing this until I'm deader than John Lennon be
I been going bad man I might commit some felonies
I been in the lab man killin' all these
resing
KD in my blunt mixed with pure resin
I am not guilty, it was alleged
I'ma sing to this girl like John Legend
Gave perks all of me, I'm not John
get killed
So many damn rappers there's a stifle in heaven
My tongue is a weapon and plus when I bust all this stuff with Legend
When this Brooklyn
get killed
So many damn rappers there's a stifle in heaven
My tongue is a weapon and plus when I bust all this stuff with Legend
When this Brooklyn
and baby
Come and get this top
Bring the neighbors over
So nobody call the cops party at the spot
I know you feel
Fucked up in this party right now
We
see 30 bands in my vision
Im gonna hop out a stance then a lifted
Reaper in my city you get slashed by the rip stick
Pack up the bitch shit
Passed from
can get lost
Cause you can't keep up with this Hedge Hog
The evil plots of Doctor Robotnik
Are always gonna get stopped by Sonic
Cause he's got quite
(Here We Go)
I just wanna ball
They rather see me fall
Them shots I call
Yeah I’m tha biggest boss
Nigga fuck what it cost
Young legend Shad Moss
I
Freestyle
I did to John Legend's lifted
Nah
Y'all would trick y'all ears
Into thinking I sound Ridiculous
Like you heard something than Prophecy
But, they
your man
Somethin' like Kris Parker
My Uzi weigh a ton
Hundred niggas on the track
Then you know I'll be the one
To tell niggas to suck cock
Run and get
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, riding through the glen
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, with his band of men
Feared by the bad, loved by the good
Robin Hood,
the fact they don't see it, John cena
Perhaps because my demeanor not act they predisposed to that
Extract the medicine from the candy
Son get to the point
No fairy tales are listed here, no pipe dreams are written
And despite my appearance, no-I never got lifted
I don't support those addictions
But, if
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
to Quincy Jones
At John Legend’s wedding
And you do music, you can do anything once
You learn how to produce, you’re a producer
You understand textures
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