Lyrics:
I manifest violence
Born by collision of mass
Projecting unto all those who follow me
I use my influence to breed
I create their anger
I create their
many hoes
Yes, they're many flows
The start of the destruction
Assisted by call of some percussion
To usher in a new millennium
My mind process
the Dude
On the way to the telly, we was bumpin' R. Kelly
And right before I cut her, it was confessions from Usher
She ain't used to a thug, she love
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
Young 'uns with guns, acting like they taking yours, uh
Live by the sword, they gonna die by the sword, uh
My vocal cords break the laws that
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
off the roster
Starting lineup, Iron Lung (and Funk Doctor)
Johnny Blaze the Ghostrider (uh)
Ghost stories by the campfire (uh) We night breed
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
Real talk, Usher
Just Blaze
Oh, oh oh
Mmm, you're gonna want me back
It's the last words she said to me
Now I'm wishing she was still here
boom boom kumbaya
Vroom vroom zoom by ya
Me and all me goon brada
Mario brother shroom power make me doom doom da da
This bullshit daughter caught
The more you the more you get (that's real talk)
Yeah, yeah (let me warm it up for ya)
Who better to usher you back through the gutter
Than America's
she's number four
There's number three just by the door
Those in the know, don't even flatter her, they go one better
She was selling speedboats in
his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out,
his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out,
stuck on my 7ft rod, it's 7ft tall
She fall then a nigga might need some insurance
Ya bitch said she love our influence
Whoo whoo whoo
Who hold them
We'll expand our influence in the world, for our glorious kingdom
It's the beginning of an age, upcoming wars we'll fight with rage
We will rise - we'll
Damn near a hunnid
From a couple summers
This ain't usher money
Steady flipping
I need to hit a licc
To get that usher money
I appreciate
She can bring her friends too
We ain't talking might do
I be deep inhaling you
Yeah
Stiff dicks feel sweet, true
Yeah
Usher in the hoes my boo
Yeah
He
Bonnie and Clyde just a little more low key
With you by my side I would never get lonely
He real good at night, his game never phoney
Don’t ghost me I’m
seconds, minutes, hours
14. Pray in the coming days that I never cower
15. cnd I pray the same for you, strengthened by his power
(Hook)
Pray for me, Pray
of fears
motivate your mystery I'm young enough to try
Quantify your influence I'm old enough to die
Signify your energy I'm tired of asking why
Resolve
get the picture
I'm withcha (oh)
See, this is for my folks who hold the fence up
The preachers, ministers, deacons, ushers and the sisters
My granny
the back of the apartment where they be selling ganja,
but beware of the AK held by HM Thomas,
son gotta keep him high in them bottoms or some old
the Coliseum
You're the top
You're the Louvre Museum
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss
You're a Bendel bonnet
A Shakespeare's sonnet
You're
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