Lyrics:
realistic
Nothing is figurative
I can wish it into existence
God want this nigga to live
Blunt big as a dread
I get high and forget who bled
Who we
ground even if the chops blow. but Ian worried bout it gotta have the money grown. show em who we really is now they calling me a pro.
See ima tough one
I can't escape
That's a lie! Remember who you are
Do you remember
You were sent here to rise
From a prophet to a king
Shine your light
Shine bright,
some head (ugh, ay)
Gettin', gettin' some head (who'd have ever thought this would make it to the radio, man?)
I was gettin' some head
Gettin',
of those on whom You have bestowed Your Grace; not the way of those who have earned Your anger, nor of those who went astray
I seek refuge in Allah,
probably be faded too
King Fu grip on this weapon
Sipping that 80 proof
Before you niggas
Make me a veggie
I'll eat a plate of soup
Vagrant teenager
spent wondering when
So tell me what choice do I have
Participate in a world I have no interest in
Or remain king of the world on my hefty throne of yawn
You call them street names or aliases
But for us it's about refining who you
Are and who you want to be
Most people only have one or two
With only one
Control my life, 'cause who I be
The F-E-B, don't forget the Z
With a new purpose
I've been searching through the times
Trying to find my own little piece
on the offense
Have yet to reach my peak
A Lion raised by a shepherd of sheep
I know what it's like to be ordered
Cross me I cross you up another alter alternative
It's time to get ill
I'm not the type of person who like to waste my time
And when I'm on the mic I just say my rhymes
And I'm out on bail,
It's time to get ill
I'm not the type of person who like to waste my time
And when I'm on the mic I just say my rhymes
And I'm out on bail,
an explosion, to be frank, an implosion
With the guts I have, all it takes is consumption of C4s to show distortion
From a man as little as Caesars who's hot
religion so we fight for fun ha
Story same people and the same old song
So life goes on even thou we gat nothing to eat
I can hear the angel whispered in my
TRU-lIFE! (echoes)
I live and die for the King of the universe
I spit a dudes, To keep you in tune cuz I
Don't want you to hurt
Life is work and nothing is
the ones who ain't believe in what I said I would do
Now look at where I'm at bitch I got nothing to lose
By "I got nothing to lose" mean I got everything in
the wall kept up but no one seemed to pay it any mind
It was known all around that Lily had Jim's ring
And nothing would ever come between Lily
the wall kept up but no one seemed to pay it any mind
It was known all around that Lily had Jim's ring
And nothing would ever come between Lily
Getting to these last two
Yeah
Just want to make a note to all of y'all who's in this room, you know what I mean
As you hear all these different spitters,
…
Cause name five MC’s in the game right now who can take me down…
I’ll wait…
Crooked!
We might just have to give em’ the rhythm that they came for
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
the bar, spittin' bars at the bar
Go to the bathroom, take a shit, then I hop in a Uber car
Too bizarre, you know who you are
You should get hit by
we got a creed)
Feel like King Arthur
If you try break my path
I will destroy you
I live by the sword I die by the sword
There won't be no complicity
eyes
And people ask them why have you been crying and it's just I need my friends to know God
Would a wave of salvation come to generation Z by virtue
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