Lyrics:
wrong,
Why is there so much pain portrayed by these artists as they make these songs,
Are we too far gone,
Are we at the threshold of the great beyond,
I
really on
Used to have rhythms on my mp3 player
Burned them down from a CD ROM
I took a break, I was so far gone
Had to get back to the roots I'm from
shop at Cumberland
I'm a grown-up, still ridin' with the punishment
Ridin' with a switch, slid it by the belt
Sosa got the bags, got rich off of deps
Checking how we balling
This shits a goal
You look straight
Through the piphole
I'm on my way to the
Pinnacle
This Ni**a use to be
Ridicule
I was amazed
By
ahead and be a narc?
Why you try and go ahead and see us talk?
Then you go ahead and try to steal the art
You getting knock the hell out
Victim mindset
at times it seems far, seek and you and you will find
7. Knock and watch the door open, Enter and he'll dine
8. You with eyes and ears, let him understand
film
And show you all
To my realm
Not all by myself
Got my niggas here's help
Because we spreading
All the wealth
I'm swinging out the box and I can't
my nigga you get it, it had us
How you a goat, when you never been vetted
By people that's actually making a difference
Don't ever compare me with none
not a matador hungry like
Jamba juices infested by carnivors
Lord, your slicktalk will have you
Knockin' on heavens gate
We see through your front like
Album drop gettin pops the vette with the top off
They tryna copy me shit be lookin like a knock off
Only difference is that I fly when I jump off
God
Lord, if they only knew them nights it took
Burnt candles by the dozen to ignite the soul fire
Sheer energy to release to melt the heart
Mind
highway
A car stopped by but it's far from rescue
The black coat seems to hide a chain saw
The eyes of the night, the death you can't fight
Eyes
Eyes
all
but let me tell you
you're not the only one by far
let's knock down all the walls
you better believe it
'cause now you know it's true
life will
Sittin' by the fire late at night,
With my friends talking about the good times
Keys were good, can't complain this time
Soaked up lots of sun down
the world hemmed up my daddy should've named me tailor
I'll scare ya' like I knock at the front door when the rents due
The true, lyrical O.G., shine's
Somehow the words just seem to pass you by
You never understand me
You build me up so you can knock me down
So far down they cannot find me
I've
in the eye and said rappers don't die
We not gonna have an' tour, but we gon get by
So most of us gonna be in hell high, kickin'
Now put the rhyme
devotion 'cause I'm
The Earth, Wind, and Fire of hip hop
By Rakim and Short I been inspired
My shit knocks environ---ments
Of cats wit seventeen's tint, time
fierce", Man, I'm agasp here
Saddened by acts whose only buzz was gotten from 50 glasses of Pabst beer
Man, I'm stacked like I jacked Sears
After I smack you
on
Your know I can be there in a heartbeat, baby, if you're lonely"
I hear you knock at the door
Against my will
If I know you, you're dressed to kill
build pyramids from
The top down
Mind on point like chopper rounds
Eat lobster by the pound
A lot of these niggas is traga
I provide the proper sounds
For
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