Lyrics:
the crash (ugh, ugh)
Not playin', when I hit the tree I smell the gas (hey, hey)
Lookin' at the sky, think about my past (sky)
When I used to kick a door,
I got that Boom Bi BI, so nobody disrespect, Jah love
Give me strength and power flow through my dreads (nuff said)
You all walk with kings, talk
scare you, I can tell 'cause your shivering
Lyrics label wit an X and not a G
I say fuck the police, yo, so now they after me
I'm wanted by the law so
I adjust but stay radical
Without being over the top like a catapult
Hit up a new spot batteries for the boom box
In the rain to gain playing pain by
got problems that I gotta come resolve
'Til them pussy niggas check me
I'll be stuntin' with my dogs wassup
They not gon' like me dog
I Told You but
Skydweller get wet as Pacific
I ain't sold a drug, but my wrist on the chicken, yeah (Woo, woo)
Fresh out the trap and they know how I carry it
I fell in
" because you're curious
Of the rap style, not heard by the usual
You bite you get damaged, but my brothers stay mutual
[parrish smith]
While I
son, my son, remember the words of the Lord.
Isaiah chapter 59, verse 1, behold, the Lords hands is not shortened,
that it cannot hear, but your
change forever
And at last you will find the answers here
Beast
Yo
I capitalize where my capital lies
From a city where for a Cedi the cop will tell lies
I'm on now
Flying through my city I am not ever going to calm down
Windbreaker on but I am not wearing jackets
If you know you know throw a after milk is
Talkin’ bout dreams and all the drugs I sold ya
That shit hot no toaster
Where I’m from it’s pop no soda
Find my friends that app so clutch when I’m not
I've done some dumb shit, and I'm probably gon do some mo'
You shouldn't hold that against me though (Why not?)
Why not? My music's all that I got
But
I've done some dumb shit, and I'm probably gon do some mo'
You shouldn't hold that against me though (Why not?)
Why not? My music's all that I got
But
(Translation)
So you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit
'Cause I was high when I wrote this, so suck my dick
Two pills I pop, 'til my
drop no dollars, but he do drop bombs
R.I.P. Tay cause he died in the storm, fuck president (Georgia) Bush
See us in ya city man, give us a pound
My city needs clarity
Nobody in my city can compare to me
Every song that’s out is like a parody
Come see me if you want there’s no fear in me
But
But I can't sign nothin til my lawyer get the fax and
No one decides who the definition of talent is
And mrs. murray look at what my talent did
And what
and we living it like there wonʼt be and end
Stop for a session or two with doctor REX
Shit is easy promise not to knock a sweat
But I got my shoes on
Cos
style, not heard by the usual
You bite you get damaged, so my brothers stay mutual
While I'm makin and takin, emcees shakin and flakin
Pre-heat my oven
This verse was ghost written by Capital STEEZ
I'm high cause I fly with Loriana's angel wings
Not cause I smoke weed, we in the era of the Pros
If
If I could, I would roll out of bed
Brew some coffee and cook up eggs
With veg, dine, look up from the table
And look out at the water from
My house
a war off the bleep of my phone
That’s boss talk for you
But I’d rather get the money
The best wars are the
Ones without violence fucker bang bang
ain't no back up
Throw me in the game I'm ready
Light on my feet when things get heavy
Feel like I won already
Loved by some and judged by many
Might fall
cause I’m a glitch in the matrix
This is not my home so that’s why I can’t date no sleep people
Even if your awoke at this point I don’t know if I can
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