Lyrics:
a lesson, Dalai Lama
In a past life lived I was a farmer
Feeding the village and raising llamas
I protect my people when they come to harm us
I float like
be replaced
And if I die right now, you'd never be the same
I thought with a month of apart
Together would find us an opening
Moonlight would
you
You're my spiritual waking
When I'm misty blue
Somebody told me that this could last forever
Put my faith in the heaven that brought us
so now in Midtown
You want to stop and talk to me?
Bitch ass journalist, is this your fake hip-hop publication?
Look I'm burnin' this
How
corte é quem a-
-cha que pode, me controlar...
They wanna get into my nerves, They want a pay back
But I can only flow my rhymes in this insane track
get that up in here
I get a bitch by the pair
Hit from the back I might pull out her hair
Young niggas wild with style we major
Step on the stage
you come sit next to me dont let
this pass us by you and me eturaty well fly together like 2
doves starting something new,
i close my eyes at night
(Love your style)
(We need to run this thing together)
Call me your lovey Dovey
I'm your MC dreamy
Come and be a kissie
Of my own kids
I'm your bubba hon
a sycophantic toadie
KB: To the boys who make jabs
In your tongue-in-cheek style
STD: You say "It's just a joke"
Well you sound just like a child
KB: Look, us
happening on properties by these folks that don't look like me
But when I see they do they telling us no Tupac'ish and then I go right
In thruw the front door
I just want to see what we can make
And if we can draw the most out from the less
I wanna be friends
I wanna be more than friends
I wanna be brothers
when i'm sleeping
don't be confused by my apparent lack of ceremony, my mind is clear.
i may be low or miles high off in the distance, i want you near.
of the night
Axe style is my style surrounded by my kind
(And I will not die) No matter
What they want me to
Grown tougher from the change that
They put me
maze (uh huh)
Some years have passed me by
All I want is to go get high
I'll get it together
Some other day
In my dreams I dwell (uh huh huh)
Ceaser, go ask your homie how I'll leave you
Cut your trick ass up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased
Lil Kim, don't play around with real G's
Quick
(Please leave a message)
(G-Styles on the track, boy, woah)
Huh
Ayy, what the fuck is one-on-one? We all on go and jumpin' in (the fuck is
killin' rappers since I was a jit, I fell in love with it
You put 'em on a track, I chew them niggas like some Dobermann
Louisiana savage, you can tell
the war
Where butterflies keep dyin' (ah)
I'm a product of Parker, Lewis and Kubiak
If didn't do this, where in the fuck would you be at?
See there's
a gorilla in his prime
Tryna drop a silver backing track go platinum over time
This is not the first time you getting bodied by yourself
Hook you better come
s'est construit tout seul (That no one was self made)
Ouais quand j'arrive dans la place (When I arrive in the place)
C'est lyrical style (It's a lyrical
LeeBoy you on the track
EJ Zoomin
Lookin at you feelin bad
Rap so angry that's it's mad
Losing my brain I be clueless
SOBRBE I be ruthless
I
they discovered us they hit the jackpot yo
I bet they all want to hit the jackpot though
but you gotta pay dues to hit the jackpot homie
now
small poppy
Cordially friendly
I was sent from heaven Eminem sent me
Riding in a Bentley
Nah what about a Rolls don't tempt me
Ok let's get
like they black heads
I treat them like they friends but they crack heads
Treat they dogs better than a slave
Tear gas us when we in a wave
Wanna see me
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