Lyrics:
to be
Perfect, disciples, when its survival told by the double edged sword triple,
Six rivals spittin' fire this the real truth bitch, breaking down for
beat
I tell it like it is, not sittin at the house thinkin music biz
I got love for the pimp game, niggas stop dissin
Daddy's in the house, and when
the nine and spark
'Cause whether your for or against this
When I spit with murderous intentions
Everybody goes, everybody knows
The weapons I possess they
touch the ground
Lay all your shattered pieces down
And be amazed by how Grace can take a broken girl
And put her back together again
This is a song
of old Kanye's best
But all they got left if F.Y.I. from the West
In the right side of victory for real
Success my lay up drill
In the mainstream
I win by
of old Kanye's best
But all they got left if F.Y.I. from the West
In the right side of victory for real
Success my lay up drill
In the mainstream
I win by
down, but dig deep
That's where the muscle found
Never fuck around with people coming unannounced
Trust your gut, even in doubt
If it's love, then stick
my friends
So I take ten cups to the face
They say that love gon' come with pain
But all your love done cleared the rain
Make sure you mean it when you
crackin'? Yeah, listen
(When the chips are down)
[Verse 4: Cee]
Eh yo the system tried to stop me man
Coz it's created in a way to make us slaves again
They
Black Thought, yo, the skill assisted
By the Mal-ik B
The symbol you remember me to be type valid
Disastrous, the master just bust
This for the listener
patnas
Pray they don't lay down your patnas
It ain't safe in your projects
I pray they cut my taxes down
Don't bring a rat around
I pray for freedom
i'll settle down cries non existent for now silence i love the sound like a predator I'm on the prowl the early bird gets the worm but I'm the night owl
Chillin' while your parents' gone
Lay low when the music's on
Your love is like a drug
I can never get enough
Don't ever wake me up
Sometimes I can lose my
your arms
Chillin’ while your parents’ gone
Lay low when the music’s on
Your love is like a drug
I can never get enough
Don’t ever wake me up
Sometimes
your arms
Chillin’ while your parents’ gone
Lay low when the music’s on
Your love is like a drug
I can never get enough
Don’t ever wake me up
Sometimes
hold tight moneys never ruling my life I’ve never been the type. There’s a reason I get Love and give Love God gave me positive vibes to go and build
But lyric for lyric, my speech is down
And on a one on one basis, tongue for tongue
The judge's decision, your rhyme's too young
So mellow out, coward,
have failed
To always do
Did it before the old school and millennials
Don't care for wha ya say keep your Saint Laurent
Am selling music am not selling
And causing that pain for me
And I got these bullets lodged up In my chest
She has the cheek to lay up on it While she leaves me here for dead
She really
it down for my family they are the fantastic four
Don't let it get in your head, when they be feelin' ya
When your fire's burning low, that's when they
credit no lying
I'm thankful for all of my brothers and sisters
You play with your life if you ever play with us
It's best you just stick to your lakes
stomp on that forty eight eight, hit the gas
Rick Owens pants, they lay to relax
Crocodile Dundee, Don C on my hat
Alligator shoe on the pedal when I
for my Flict' then I would
Every day is numbing
If you didn't count your blessings boy then you really should
Until the final tic 9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1 out
your new music cult
You would give us self esteem and motivate our drive
But was in our pockets by the time we count to five
I pray you find
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