Lyrics:
But I put in practice so I'm gonna get this dream by any means
I work like the many at a nine to five
But I'd rather make music until I die
Cuz I'm
to repay him by these hymns and these instrumentals
Change my flow, it's so, so simple
In the four door rental, with two hoes I swindled
They believe me,
(C4p)
Uh huh
Nuh uh
Yeah Yeah Uh Uh
They're tryanna make me talk about it but when I do I lie
It hurts to even think about I'd rather stay quiet
Went
my demons inside me we wrestle
They're telling me I'm just wasted potential
I need a change please switch the instrumental
I was in the mood but my
behind
Treasure memories while they still alive cos they fade in time
No matter how bright they shine
Seasons change, no more Christmas lights
Go figure
over the instrumental!
Give 'em a criminal rhythm, the lyrical nympho!
Wanna see the wicked?
Better know what you're in for!
First, the fan side
Never thought I'd used a pencil
As my instrument to cope
With all this time that's passing by
So hope these melodies make a better me
Better days had
way
Round in circles I'd go
Longing to tell you
But afraid and shy
I'd let my golden chances
Pass me by
Soon you'd leave me
Off you would go
In
symbolic
The soul's really what controls where everybody started
And where everybody's going to and up
Got lost in the dark because you didn't care enough
seen a cord nor Had a plug
Windmill with 2 arm'd pits leave Em
Stained in blood
I tripped when I heard this Instrumental who the fuck he Was
Arpea you in
machine - silver machine [4X]
[PSYCHEDELIC WARLORDS (Disappear In Smoke)]
We're sick of politicians harassment and laws
All we do is get screwed up by
And yeah it took a little minute
Believed in myself, ain't give up I'm too committed
Everything is different
But change is for the better tho
I'm a survivor,
To be twice as famous
Advice from Christ, I’d like to arrange it
But my life is tainted by the likes and angles
In my site's a rainbow, just a rat
with jewels, one hell of a rhymer
Study lessons in Medina, building with an old timer
So I, always been wise ever since a young minor
Get C.R.e.a.m by
hit 'em wit' a new pack
With the raps that I got I can make two stacks
With a pen on point held by two tacks
Man you boys couldn't hang if we had a shoe
2-0-2-1, Lost lil Quin, swear it stopped my livin', swear it stopped my livin
Won't say a thang
They get in the jam and then them niggas change
An outlaw on the run,
On this side of the sun.
I hoped I'd be a champion
And live without a care
I thought I'd change the world,
Make it just and fair
without a future inside
It's time for you to change
and pay for the days
be part of our band
You can Be our new friend
We are souls lost in sadness
you
mama, I can't talk so I just use this weed to cope
Fuck the judge and fuck your honor, i'm just tryna stay afloat
Make some changes in my hood, these
The four leaf clover
Chilling in the Range Rover
Wait for things to change over
Woah there
I hate when people say fake it till ya make it
Cause why act fake
Yo, too advanced, Digi' stance, made the CD enhanced
I move with the speed and strength of ants
Identical in form with the Beez they swarm
Hold up
Yo, too advanced, Digi' stance, made the CD enhanced
I move with the speed and strength of ants
Identical in form with the Beez they swarm
Hold up
Gotta punch in whenever on this type of beat
Eatin' yams with a Jamaican, Haitian
And it's no relations, Blasian you Ridin' okay, let's change
test
Got DJ Scott LaRock by my side, not in back of me
'Cause we make up the Boogie Down Productions crew faculty
Get it right, or train yourself not
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