Lyrics:
saint but you crossed the line
You lied to me I lied you, girl that’s the same thang
Gave you seven years of my life nothing to show, what a damn shame
If
Ain't nothing sweet but the juice from the lemons
Manipulate my hand I play these cards I was given
Exploiting sentiments like Jussie
That bitch like why
stressin' nightly
Can't even sleep, nothing to eat, hop in my Nikes
Hit the nearest 7-Eleven, park the whip, and get that Icee (Woo)
Got me out here driving
came before me? Melle Mel, Ice T
King T, KRS and the homie Chuck D
P.E, DMC, nigga know your history
If Cube ain't top 3, then you's a bitch to me
Experience like Hendrix, keep my sound enriched
Cats ask about my stitch, to me they soundin' bitch
In my sounds the glitch of hatred for cats who ain't make
stitch, to me they soundin bitch
In my sounds the glitch of hatred, for cats who ain't make it
I'ma give it, as far as you can take it
Tried to take
Hold my breath then I let it go
Legend in the making?
Well, we never know
Mama told me "Pray and let the blessing flow"
But watch out for the snakes
History repeats itself
Past, Present, and Future
Only way to Xscape is pray to God and get used to
The fact we not Invincible,
No man above a sin
That One
It was 2018, March 25
First DM came through for my future wife
Press follow on your page, put my pride aside
God had brought you back into my life
We
of the wizards of the past
The present of the future is living forever after
My question is answered
Deciphered the password
Succeeding the martyr
And witnessed
hall shit
They prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall bitch like a drought but
You gon' get this rain like it's May weather
G.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather
and his bugs freeze the sea
Try to save the world by immolating myself
From history
The flood of counterfeits released
The black cloud
The resurrection
a peak no advert on
Life history am dropping it just by rapping it
Every time am bursting on the mic
Speakers gossip me
They bouncing in
Every nigga
history,
We brushed our hands right back in time through centuries.
As you held me down, you said:
"I'll see you in the future when we're older
history,
We brushed our hands right back in time through centuries.
As you held me down, you said:
"I'll see you in the future when we're older
running home
I call collect get me a 38, now bitch is on
9 millimeter, baretta to 40 cal
By 23 fresh up out the box, bitch I hold it down
I hit
fuck you too
Well fuck you too bitch, a generation at war with itself, nothing can help
Blood on my hands, I wish it was yours but I’ve only ever known
rocking the skinny's
I'm not a shooter but nobody is till you push em you might catch a shot to the kidneys
Flyin my daughter to Disney
Next year I might go
my friend will hit u
Had 8 hoes and cut one off, I still got 7 issues
Quick talk wit your hoe and i'll turn her against you
My old bitch say i changed
increased by 24 percent
And 31 percent for 12 to 17 year old's compared to 2019
In late June 13 percent of surveyed respondents said they started or increased
equitable future
Top reason, Howard; why I'll miss it
In that sea of blackness, I ain't need to justify my existence
Home by that Reservoir, Home by the Sea
one funny mothafucka
A true comedian, you gotta love him, you gotta trust him
I might be buggin', infomercials and no sleep
Introverted by my
broke my heart all in the end
Six years go by just to say the words I'm done throw it all away
There's not a day, not a time, not a moment that I would
sit down with black and laugh again
So judge not least ye might be judged
By the judgement ye judge, ye shall be judged
Matthew seven, first
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