Lyrics:
to be a kid and play
To this day I pay homage to the Gods, to the greats
Never stolen, I'm from Maryland
Where they shoot you in the dark of the night
Well I ain't goin' home this Christmas time
'Cause I'm never going home any more
There's nobody there to shout my name
When I walk through that old
regrets I'm blessed to say
The old me dead and gone away
Ooh (hey) I've been travelin' on this road too long (too long)
Just trying to find my way back
Down by the crossroad
Yeah
Where my story will be told
Yeah
Let him know
This youngin never did fold
If I never get to see the day I'm old
I pray to God
a while just to get this far
Yeah
I'm still denying curses, carry fire with torches
If I die for a verse, you could say
Hey
Homie I'm down to Earth, so yeah
to the brain motherfucker the fate
Get my point across
And I cross the line with innocence and a sense of time
(Reach for the sky)
This story is mine
Toy like
I'm bussin down rollies
I'm bussin down rollies
Yea I'm bussin
I'm bussin down rollies my old bitch ignore me
She think it destroy me I just made
The Backson! The Backson! We're gonna catch the Backson!
We'll save Christopher Robin by following Rabbit's plan
The Backson! The Backson! We'll save
People thank you, I do this for all the mean creators
I was someone who never needed favors to get where I'm at
Now they deem me a savior
But to be
regrets I'm blessed to say
The old me dead and gone away
Ooh (hey) I've been travelin' on this road too long (too long)
Just trying to find my way back
Im Kobe
Im doing this shit for my Homies
And the ones that say they dont know me
Im Son of A God
Verse 2
Crown on Caesar
Chalice in Hand
Queen on my
talking shit you get a dick for sure
Suck till it's dry I gotta mix to merk
Kill it on sight with a clip of words
Suckers on Pooh
I'm going
Christopher
Christopher
Robbin I'm Robbin your nonsense inoculants
Common sense commonly wrong so acknowledge this
You just a popping bitch
I'm just like fuck the whole
Yo, Smoke, man
I'm, so I'm in my community, man
Shinin' and glistenin' if you will
And this dude rolls up with the utmost disrespect
Then he kept
wanted to be a kid and play
To this day I pay homage to the Gods, to the greats
Never stolen, I'm from Maryland
Where they shoot you in the dark
And how I just wanted you to taste your own, but
Now the medications taken over and your mental states deterioratin' slow
And I'm way too old to cry, that
Then Nate got taken away by the state at eight years old
And that's when I realized you were sick and it wasn't fixable or changeable
And to this day
of doubting
That this could ever be anything
Picket fencing, but I'm just venting
So this the second side of therapy
Ain't nobody there for me
Staring
for this
And Christopher Reeves won't sit for this neither
And let's clear this up too, I ain't got no beef with him either
He used to be like a hero
lock
Don't say shit when I'm out
By the gate
It always waits for me
Take the weight off my one shoulder
By the way
Can it never just change?
Don't think
There you were that day of old
The hope for world lost is the story told
The lust of my flesh enticed by the night
Couldn't escape iniquity caus them
on my way
Let me down, I've fallen again
Oh, I've fallen again
But by ways that I write this poet's signature
I will cross my paths, I will right
But
works for the drive is come
to steal your eye. he'll invade the place you make when
you get too old to be coming back every night to that
corner
all too well
Maybe we got lost in translation, maybe I asked for too much
But maybe this thing was a masterpiece 'til you tore it all up
Running
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