Lyrics:
on earth but could not Revelation
I've had the question of I'll ever make it
To the 12 tribes where's there's really Salvation
Prophecies Prophecies
I get there
Organic, gambit, wars what I declare
Nice natural bitch with big hair, listens clear
And she's not distracted by the wrist wear
Im
a soldier
Got 'em hopping over walls and climbing fences
Some of 'em John Travolta, stayin' alive by inches
(Hello darkness, my old friend)
Cops are
your whole team up)
Take care of B.I., Chef (got your back John John)
(Yeah, bust it, yo, yo)
Fly G.I. Nigga
Now, yo, yo, what up, yo? Time is
your whole team up)
Take care of B.I., Chef (got your back John John)
(Yeah, bust it, yo, yo)
Fly G.I. Nigga
Now, yo, yo, what up, yo? Time is
grow up one day and show 'em I'd be able to choke clouds
Pick up lightning bolts and throw 'em
Take the world by storm with these words I form
and skip out for beer during commercials
Because the revolution will not be televised
This right here for the number ones
Number ones here with your
be doing well with trade.
Stamped, addressed, in odd fatality.
That evens out their personality.
With profit potential marked by a sign,
I can
Suede
I ride up on a wave and pursue their gameplays
By Zemiah Jackson be there like she stole something, brah
Yo, she call me Portier
She had
growth spurt hit (it don't matter 'bout the size)
I'ma be captain, and I was around 2010, no cap ('cause you're here, right?)
I got "Freshman Player
to ya nigga, wanna see a dead body?
Teflon Don, Bon Jovi, John Gotti
Step on the block, they wanna be like me
Look at his watch, he wanna be like me
Step
said this before
Here's something I know
I'll never put with you hoe
Don't get hit by the door
You mad that you walking and you can't play your games
John Barbury
Who lately come from Spain?
No, it is by a nobleman,
Nor by no man of fame
But it is by John Barbury
Who lately come from Spain
And she's
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(What's your name?) Marshall
(Who's your daddy?) I don't have one
My mother reproduced like a Komodo dragon
everyone, that is my plan
My job here isn't done, 'cause there's no rhyme or no reason for nothing
So (what's your name?) Shady
(Who's your daddy? Who's
you think I'm runnin here, a chicken coop?"
[Barry White imitator]
Foxy, the word's on the streets from New York to Cali
You're the one
But you gotta
the spark and you'll meet the flame
Just like the Starks', you'll fear the name
Go check the charts, a new Kings in play
And I'm backed by a Dragon
With my
calling 92.3 KRock
And we'd be on a boat
A little
Ways off the island
While they played
And we went early
And we got super lucky
We saw Flea and John
can climb
Cleave a dragon in record time
Swim a moat in a coat of heavy iron mail
No matter the pain he ought to be invincible
Impossible deeds
new John Deere
Then we'll work these farm with sweat and tears
You'll be the mule, I'll be the plow
Come harvest time, we'll work it out
There's still
got more than that,
Boy cause here we come...
2nd Verse (Dat Boy Supa)
Afro futuristic samurai
like I'm Saitama
every verse I write is penned by
Light
[AMERICANS]
The heat is on in Saigon
The girls are hotter 'n' hell
One of these slits here will be Miss Saigon
God, the tension is high, not
're a million reasons
Why I would need ya
Here by my side
There're a million reasons
Why I would listen
To your sound advise
Some need their symbols
And their
I've been waiting
Sir, you need to learn patience
I know your mind is racing
Let me get a notepad and pen
Sit here, you'll be my patient
I don't know
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