Lyrics:
what matters because we're going to defeat this
How many steps we gonna take
To realize all of this is just really fake
Everybody wants there freedom
industry is staring at me
A row away from Taylor, two away from Jay and B
Last night the skies turned purple and
Past lives in light tunnels
Light
head, uh oh
I'm rhyming with Chuck Taylor too, he doing something new
Something more comfortable for you to just bang your shit to
So lady, go
I wonder how it would be
If a woman made as much or even more than me
There's a thing called equality that's been lacking in this world
It is messed
Why you look confused motherfucker? This is war
Yeah nigga, uh, yeah nigga
Yeah nigga, uh, yeah nigga, uh
Yeah nigga
Bust my gun all by myself
Why you look confused motherf***er? This is war
Yeah n****, uh, yeah n****
Yeah n****, uh, yeah n****, uh
Yeah n****
Bust my gun all by myself
you'll be stinking
Swear there's no code, he'll have you reeking
Spencer shootout, rage in the road
Oil not only thing leaking
Guitar hero clone while
I can't breathe
400 years, no 40 acres, no mule just
Cruel, unjust rules made by fools, thus
Implanted rules in our schools so they could school us
Young nigga said he starving he ain't got a meal
Down to catch a body all about a dollar bill
My niggas is all I got so it's more than trust
We ain't
and let the bulldog roll, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
Come all you little sailors with a penchant for the sea
Look way down below for Taylor John he wants to be
shall find
There He is - He was there
There He is - All of the time
There He is - If your friends around
There He is - Then you somewhere by yourself
He need a blow, I need a retweet
There’s no doubt about it, see all we think about is
Egg plant, egg plant, egg plant
All we think about is
Egg
Damn Silkk keep shaking that motherfucker its bubbling up now
There it is there it is right there
Ok, I'm a shake it a little while longer
That's
haunting me
Feeling like the God in me is flaunting me
I been dealing with the issues of identity
Skinny jeans chuck Taylor's and a rosery
This is
me a stick then you know I'm a dip it
Ahhh, Nahh Forreal
Look and Hear, The crowd is jumping
Pump it up
Run it up
One him up,
You know he fucked
That's why I fucked yo bitch you fat
Nah, I'm playing
Nah this shit really crazy cause its like
Niggas is blessed, feel me?
Life is amazing, it is
the words she had to say
She said, "I'd like to address this meeting of the Harper Valley PTA
Well, there's Bobby Taylor sittin' there
And seven times he's
educate by hook or crook
oh let me say it better
it took what it took
I'll outline it basic your plain angle is wasted
I see you I know how you creep
BELIEVE
WHEN I WcS YOUNGER I HcD SO MUCH TO PROVE
I WcS WORKING NON-STOP cLWcYS ON THE MOVE
THERE WcSN'T cNY PLcN JUST HcNGING ON BY c THREcD
THEN
In so many bourgeois homes Van Gogh's sunflowers radiate from the walls,
Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people.
Why is it
more, of course, is my resources
It's chores until support, there's no divorcing
I'm screaming through yourr door, "we'll take control by force"
This is not a dream
What's happening to this place?
(Taylor 'bout to fucking flex)
Cross on neck for the ones I hate (Cross)
Friday's here, got
gon get it
The ball is in your court
I hope you gon lick it, kick it
One by, one by one
Two by two
On the line, the line
Wait, wait, wait, wait
You no
is watching, I can't trust 'em
If the bullets start flying it's no discussion
He did too much talking, I had to rush 'em
Got your bitch in the back
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