Lyrics:
And a tí melt all my fears away
Turning the night into day
I'm lit by tu love tonight
I've never dreamed that
There was light inside the dark
Yes, I was
likes us
We don't care
We're from Philly
Fuckin Philly
No one likes us
We don't care
E-A-G-L-E-S
Eagles!"
right
I'm ready for war
Young Hova, holla yeah
I got the fifth, niggas
You have to pick niggas off of the ground
When I pick niggas off with
killed his self
I pray to God, that I never feel the way he felt
Where do we go when there's no help?
He figured Heaven, so he went left
Ya'll know
Well, if you ask me where I come from
Here's what I tell everyone
I was born by God's dear grace
In an extraordinary place
Where the stars
then
Before our age was through
And before a world war does with us whatever it will do
Dreamed I drove home to Houston
On a highway that was
right
I'm ready for war
Young Hova, holla yeah
I got the fifth, niggas
You have to pick niggas off of the ground
When I pick niggas off with
their eyes
Was this even debated (Huh) it was never a surprise (Never)
Believe their true lies, why is war what unites (Why)
By the time the sun rise,
Check the scene boppers
Slaughterhouse, still standing
There was a murder last night
And the shit didn't really sit right with me
So I had
helicopters. The mountain people up there were frightened out of their wits! They thought there was a war going on, especially the ones that had soldiers kicking
the flames
Victory is won by warriors and not the weapons
The pen can only be as potent as the penman
I dreamed to fruition, and i awoke a legend
If you
koda, Bobby we dreamed it now
We living it
Ima superstar
Rockstar
Ima sensation
Only the root will prosper there's no competition
Eyes on the top
I stayed
up just to stay at home
I was a fire, I was burning alone
I dreamed a jet plane taxied down the runway (There were no jet planes on the runway)
I
by the CIA or the industry
Know where black hands be on black Glocks
No back stabs or sad plots, we let them rot
1-800-Nas&Hit, don't call us with
I wish it was my ten-four
had to pull a strap on a fool named Louis the Third
'cause I'm getting chased by the ghetto bird
"Just put his hat,
as a god of
Superiority and absolute divinity
I'm significant
Marxism is being used by the left to
Ruin this country and I can
No longer sit and watch this
On the real I keep it real under the moon and the sun
It's in my DNA and blood live by the money and gun
Study Art Of War so every single battle is
a song
And that song was exciting
There was a time, and it all went wrong
I dreamed a dream in days gone by
When hope was high and life worth
important
To be free indeed like eagles soarin, soarin
I was a servant of flesh known to go and roam
for sure, deservin' of death chose to call it home
emotions
You're becomin' my devotion
There's nothin' I can do
To stop this love for you
I was not supposed
To fall in love with you
I have someone else
of me
Not doubt me
I'm taking a risk here
I'm putting it all out there
And I'm happy
If I disappear I'm sorry
I ain't ditching your party
No need to be
other
He was hurting, I can see it, plenty tears, no Kleenex
I stood by his side because that was my homie
Gave him a hug, some of his brother's blood
an appointment with Valvoline recently. They had me on hold and I had it on speaker, and Take it to the Limit, by the Eagles was playing. And my wife comes walking
singles on the radio
Chino never had the doe, I was determined though
Sabotaged at birth, cursed by an evil angel to strangle
My aspirations from every
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