Lyrics:
The opponents get delirious
The Stylebender is victorious
Middleweights be scared, the Champ is here
Have your fight camp for 1 year, he don't care
He's The Last
on the lowest tree limb
I'm not even talking metaphorical things
Even at Crip Camp there was hierarchy
But at Crip Camp, Judy treated me like a king
Like
some threes
But it got blocked
I'm just trynna lead
And do my thing
By myself pops
But he can't hear me though
We sleeping in different homes
I stay in
Here he comes Dressed in black
He's not my pusher But sure is my man Slim fit jeans
And a pair of Vans' sneakers
Under the jacket the t-shirt
the stars and the spangled Heavens
And the light of the moon, He will see the sky and the stars by night
Last of all, he will be able to see the sun
And not
This flava in your ear
To the public am the enemy
I camp in grey areas
Where the fire is the centrepiece
Papers ain't documented
But my dreams are
we that have been called by the Lord
We know Who sent us
We know what He has said to us
We know the Word we stand on
Definitely the God we serve is
In a land the Spanish once had called the Northern Mystery,
Where rivers run and disappear the mustang still is free.
By the Devil's wash
Very much a work in progress!
Tyler, The Creator is he
Extremely ridiculous? Yes is
He extremely talented? Definitely we
Are about to
Embark
for all the things he gives freely ehh
That is why we've got to praise
The Lord say every day by day eee
Make una dey thank the Lord say human no be God
the heart turns cold
Do the dash and let it blow, this is how the heart turns cold
If it was me, you wouldn't be able prove it (No)
If it was me, you wouldn't
Lord Elderley, Lrd Borrowmere,
Lord Sickert and Lord Camp,
With every virtue, every grace,
Ah what avails the sceptred race,
Here you see-the
when He doesn't answer like I prayed He would
I still know my God is able
He is with me He is faithful
Yes I know, My God is still good
Verse 2:
So many
you're decision is my recision,
Listen and you might be able to catch all disses I'm dishing
Good luck silencing someone nonexistent to begin with
Been
[Chorus]
Help me please
I'm blinded by my tears and I just can't see
So many devils tryin' to recycle my soul
Cause in the ghetto where I'm
Lord Elderley, Lrd Borrowmere,
Lord Sickert and Lord Camp,
With every virtue, every grace,
Ah what avails the sceptred race,
Here you see-the
Lord Elderley, Lrd Borrowmere,
Lord Sickert and Lord Camp,
With every virtue, every grace,
Ah what avails the sceptred race,
Here you see-the
Lord Elderley, Lrd Borrowmere,
Lord Sickert and Lord Camp,
With every virtue, every grace,
Ah what avails the sceptred race,
Here you see-the
assured voice:
"yes, this is he! what? a mountain with a tree growing off of its shoulder?
You're fulla shit, man, what? what, uh, are, are you sure?
hold the trial
Fatal, not fictitious
I rocked the cable '86's
Foreign cars, young with crazy bitches
Mad smoke makes me able to quote
Solicitin' ill
to leave the lyrics in a total wreck
This is a journey, through the halls of Hell!
A journey, that'll burn he, and all, who dwell
The wicked, are
breakin' through the fatal camp
Perimeter, of the angel's death, nyeh!
That's, the way to leave the lyrics in a total wreck
This is a journey, through
lightning bolt speeds
The one that passes is the side that's on Steve
Cause Steve has the supercede
But that seed has been crossed by
The Time Cop's forced
the air
We got to get together sooner or later
Don't you know the revolution is here
And you know that it's right
And you know that it's right
Don't you
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