Lyrics:
Games don't get played round here nigga
Let's separate the house from the field nigga
For real nigga
I'm a for real nigga
Tortured by the sight
get out
The only one escaping negate intentions of everyone trying to reshape me
Remember my name
When I become a victim to the sickness
It's not
on myself so you can watch me as I grow
I hope you really understand that I’ve become a better man
I’ve built a castle outta sand I got the whole world in
'cause he stole from me
He'll stay here by my side
This surely is his plight
Now be gone from my sight
My lord, I beg your pardon
Our lives are in
as revolution
You can't take out a revolution
You can't kill an idea
Fuck, is you stupid?
You kill that man
He becomes immortal
Ignore the triplets
This is
(Scientology, also called Dianetics)
Listen to Ron Hubbard's son
"Dad was con-man number one
Through black magic dabbling
And drugs his books
I come from
But you'll understand the casualty of
War when you become one
Your mother raped by soldiers
Gave birth to a brother
Now you understand
that Pedro
Make 'do before you come here bumping your gums
You had me standing over your body like
"What have I done?"
I mic becomes a smoking gun
from the rope that which doesn't
Kill makes me stronger hard to feel when pain
Becomes armor for better or worse
Wound or hearse sum it up with a curse:
she'll do is holler
Oh my life has become a country song
I've learned she can't resist me
By the way she always disses me
And comes to bed at night
She walked right up to me and took me by the hand
An angel who could please most any man
She said to me I'm free and you're just my kind
And for
to come up
To watch the battle begin
The heads has kept his trophies in the warriors den
And souls descend and destroy the sick and weary
And become
to come up
To watch the battle begin
The heads has kept his trophies in the warriors den
And souls descend and destroy the sick and weary
And become
what I say to him when he shows up in my mirror?
You looking at me? See someone you know?
Broken and rusted with nothing to show?
Cigarettes for
a man
Gotta hold it down for me and my clan
Demons around me they all like to dance
I know they want me they wait for they chance
Hard to stand tall when
me
Made y'all wanna hear my shit
When I came back in this bitch so randomly
Leanin' back like OBJ, I caught your attention single handedly
I don't got
might as well open the doors of a church and become a deacon
Don't step to me, speakin the pep to me about what your rep'll be
Crept to me because I let
have complete immunity,
I love to see unity,
It loves to see me,
You can’t refrain a sound man because his third eye sees,
To all degrees,
Grant me
your eyes and count to 6 no kiss and tell you I heard you trying to talk to the upper man he didn't listen so why don't we become friends I can solve all
How to become a real man
All the girls you fucked in wartime
Rubbers spread across the German countryside
This one is for the family
That cherished
Never and never again shall it be
That this beautiful land
Will again experience
The oppression of one by another
The revolution was hard
Days were
the streets passin out gas masks
Gorgeous women thank me for the oxygen tank
Baby, the sherrons on my arms will tell you I reign
Maybe I'll become another
Let me paint you a portrait of a man
Whose very name would define in times to come all things profane
Born unto privilege child of aristocracy,
So
on by.
Just like the sun wakes the sky.
They are so in love.
Like we are so in love.
So hug it tight and embrace it.
Don't let the world deface it.
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