Lyrics:
the wall
(Some in the back and a pocket full scraps to get matchin')
(Spark a couple of and get blown away)
Come on and take a ride, triple to legit ballers
Pass the green
Grant me wings
To the sky
NASA screens
Moving by
Dragon queens
I'm super high
So is half my team
Long hits
From God's gift
I feel at peace
This is for mom
Miss Linda Harwood
Miss Cathy Hill
This is for you.
I respect my mother
With every step I take
She was there for my first
handled the raw
Fuck all the tellers that ran to the law (Hey)
Watch out for the hitters with sticks in the car
My name is Michael, I'm down by law
the old folk home
Come on and go home with me mama
Mama. I am not riding in a long limousine
My car is not much good
But I got a good seat right by there
inside her dome
cnd now she call me Larry Holmes
Because I beat it up
Su casa, you're my corazon
You record the show then play it back when I be gone
cnd
inside her dome
cnd now she call me Larry Holmes
Because I beat it up
Su casa, you're my corazon
You record the show then play it back when I be gone
cnd
[Mr. Lif]
As Colin died, his mother cried
By the EMS survived
Said that he could be revived but they lied
Afterlife realized that water from the skies
baby, baby)
Your love has captured me (Ohh ooh ooh)
Bein a mother is a job
That's really never done
And I'm the first to admit I
Ain't been a perfect son
in the child, there was youth behind grey eyes.
I don't know him anymore, he isn't like he was before.
A stone is taken by the tide, another season
They watching me they watching me
Sparks flying sooner or later aint no stopping me
I do it fa da hood i swear my folks got love fa me
Im coming fa
and M-Easy (what up, fam?)
Oschino and Sparks and Freeweezy (holla!)
Mickey, Mallory, Chris and Neef, hey!
All I need is the love of my crew
The whole
and M-Easy (what up, fam?)
Oschino and Sparks and Freeweezy (holla!)
Mickey, Mallory, Chris and Neef, hey!
All I need is the love of my crew
The whole
Thinkin' shit is sweet
Nigga creep up on your ass, haha
Live niggas respect it, check it
I kick flows for ya, kick down doors for ya
Even left all my
Thinkin' shit is sweet
Nigga creep up on your ass, haha
Live niggas respect it, check it
I kick flows for ya, kick down doors for ya
Even left all my
I feel the Aryan in my blood, it's scarier than a Blood
Been looking for holy water, now I'm praying for a flood
It feel like time passing me by
Poppa and our baby girl
That was our whole world, yo (still here)
This is for our fallen stars
Inspired by the poets, revolutionaries
And activists from
Spark it up and get back to it
The spot is so exclusive
We got the force so keep it moving
PrinceAli is my producer
Fuck you mean we couldn't do it
Make
once was theirs
For now is yours
In the old days
cround the edges
Lush with fauna
Fish and fawn
Wildlife out-
Numbered the hunters
cbout ten
Thousand
thinking, hurts when I'm thinking
All your confidence is false
If I'm dishonest, there's no one I'd rather lie to
Where have you gone
Are you happy with
Looking in the mirror
Walk this world alone
Man I should've known
Wouldn't be by my side
Till my days are gone
Roll another one
Spark another bowl
You're
a spark
So we headed down to Vc
that's home in my heart
But my teenage years
I wasn't getting that far
I made this rap shit work by mid twenties
Tom Brady is single. Ladies its true
Facts or fiction? You tell me. I'll ask you (Okay)
Yeah, Mr. President's dead, shot by Donald Trump in the face
Was
a runaway
Nothing else she was on her way
And you could hear it
They were calling out her name
That she's gone
Mother
Can you hear me?
There's a voice inside
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