Lyrics:
with chicken nuggets costing more than a DVD of Crocodile Dundee
If Mad Max is the future count me in
At least then I'll get rewarded for original sin
on me time for all that cash we wasted
Books and housing fees
I'm feeling old at twenty three
I'm weirded out by young ass hoes
They never seen a dvd
My
me all icy ya know
Wrist already pricey ill tell you
What I see you know
Living in a country when IC3
Ain't as important as IC1
They wan like only
the apocalypse
And we're running out of time
There's a new light on the inside
When darkness makes you blind
When darkness makes you
Blind
able to save me from not being resurrected after I've given myself over to the enemy to destroy His kingdom
Somehow
Someway
I'll find you
I believe it
I
and I need permission? Somebody lied
We can tell by your lies what lies in your ways
You're a slave to your ways but I guess we all slave
Slave to our
your shell
I'll prolly rewrite this song in twenty years, and dedicate it to myself
I guess the gist of it is, that when you're big, you'll just miss
streets
I'm greetin' bustas wit' the heat
And you can see me clearly like a DVD
When I beat on your ass like a MPC
I'm twistin' bitches up like the dreads
nowhere that you can't take me
You supply
I'll supply the demand baby
Usually goes when you make more
Those who take from you pay less
But with this, I'm
downtrodden
By the thoughts that keep on popping
Popping in my head
Didn't hear a word you said
Thinking hard about the dead
How I'll join them in the shed
know what I'm sayin'?) (Yeah)
See man, white man tryin' to keep this away from us man you know I'm sayin'? (Uh-hmm)
'Cause they know when you grab this
carelessly
Yeah it's me, yo nigga man child
Bomb first stand proud
Ain't looking for hand-outs
Twenty-five years up in this bitch
And I'll be damned if I
carelessly
Yeah it's me, yo n**** man child
Bomb first stand proud
Ain't looking for hand-outs
Twenty-five years up in this b****
And I'll be damned if I
next
If I Keep it real with myself
I'll tell myself to deal with this
Mess
She wanted me to believe we were pure energy
If you were heaven sent I do not
Drama, when ya messing with the master
Disaster, have you ending up in plaster
Katana, removing ya head from ya armour
Siddhartha, cause I'm blessed
a shame
When you go out, that's when I miss you
You're not with your friends so you know I won't kiss you
I'm ghosting girls with attachment issues
Then go
lived by the gun I never ran from one
(You know I'll find my way, find my way)
(Find my way, find my way in the sun)
(In the sun, in the sun, ey I'm gonna
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
Still somehow I believe, we always survive.. but why?
[Nas]
To my dogs, wherever you are
What up Big? You know shit is rough after you slid
believe I heard my name on "the realest s*** you ever wrote"
We had words cause the best supposed to clash at the top
But kept it brotherly, when we
i'm like a dead end
You can't get nothing by me (Stop it)
I'm Nino Man, I keep shooters behind me
They knew how I was comin'
Already when 'Kiss signed
're brushing your teeth?
And all along you’re being watched by something freaking obscene
Sometimes it really be your own toxic family
Mal de ojo, evil eye,
a couple strokes!
Boy, you raise a Black sonand
Think you kinda pure
Actually, it’s kind of scorched
Especially when this time is war
I’ll have your body
play me as easy as a DVD,
it's like solving a case with a single clue
to know how bad i like to be with you
You know I'll always like you no matter what
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