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degrees, it's hot as hell like my main squeeze
Ride or die, passenger side, burning trees
Now that's a forest fire inspired by the summer breeze
Filthy
Really don't mind if you sit this one out
My word's but a whisper your deafness a shout
I may make you feel but I can't make you think
Your
Jim no one knows him at the gym
My dog Pete see him running at your feet
One day waking up the sun it shone itself upon the cup
I was golden he was
above me, but their shards all bleed me white
I cry out to disaster and I'm answered by despite
To build a grave of Spirits with the wealth of all my
Waiting here in my cell
Don't know what time it is
Ravaged by epidemic
I'm not running
No
You try to steal our souls
You try to take our lives
You
and start it tryna get close to us son
It's like getting close to the sun
It can get dangerous
Ya know
I stay classic dude you know my bars will not rust
Are
gathered in the glow
Shining like the sun
And there they held me to the sky
Carried like the cross of Christ
Burning gold upon my eyes
And raised me
why
I'm my pop's son
Keep burning uppa the flame
The flame, never gonna ever be the same
The same, keep burning uppa the flame
The flame, got memories
Ion get no sleep chasing the sun Cause I can't loose a day
Snatched up a good woman and gave up all my foolish ways
I done stopped drinkin now my
In the back yard, my old man is burning leaves, in a garbage can
Kids riding bikes behind a jeep, chasing fog, mosquito man
Mom hanging laundry
Bonfires left burning on the coast tonight
Out here it's still dead leaves buried by fallen snow
Until the summer sun returns to save my soul
Take an evening
But you keep feeding the dark
And I'm out in the yard
With my son and my daughter
And the sky is all black and I think we should start running...
(Bongo by the way)
Pray for my enemies
Lord, I need clarity (uh)
They ain't got empathy for me
They stare at me (what?)
They use my couch when
bling through my ink son
Balance out the shuay with the fing son
Meditating in my kingdom
Representing every light of the sun
A mixture of Rakim the god
right here in my bedroom, yeah! Say yeah!"
Know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna get one of those tracheotomies
So I can smoke two cigarettes at the same
To the God's burning son
Deep eternal flight to high
Could you feel eternity?
Eternity?
Feel a distant and strange sun
Burned by the fire in your eyes
Your wings
The campaign "I'm With Her" just didn't
Make me feel as a guy that didn't get to see
My dad all the time
Like a guy that could play
Catch with his son it was
me to love
Where are you, o my son, where are you
Ayeka, Ayeka, Ayeka
Teach me
Take your blade, rising sun, burns and fades, three long days
Is
since day one
And on day two, He was still there by my side, and I thank Him for all He's done
See, I got this fire deep down, and it's burning brighter
But it can be our grave
I jump the boat, overload
Trying to be too brave
Burning sun, find 'Ben Gunn'
Assassins claim the ship
I cut the rope, I
Throwing myself on the fire
Burning with Heaven's desire
Crying and torment come from the oblivion
My eyes are on the son
Where there are chains,
slept adjacent, laid there in waiting
Separated by hospital blinds
Little did we know a process had been initiated
Halted, then resolved with adoption
ugh, what...Jump out the Rover and let you know its over
And grab you with a crowbar and snap you in a coma
Drug you with my music son, you'll
blame a nigga"
"Always gotta blame a god damn nigga
900 blame a nigga"
Boy I tell ya Jim, one of those black niggers took
The battery outta my car
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