Lyrics:
yourself how to raise a man
Never had a role model growing up but my mother raised a king and I promise I would pay her back
Know your worth add your tax,
way You're free
We're by your side If you need
Hello uncle give me smile
Hello brother let us play
Let us play life like a game
Oh mother do you have
love a nigga
I mean, how dare he betray my mother
Momma ain't pregnant now i got a baby brother
My mind-state was always move on tough luck
I'm twenty
Thinking fragmented
My brain full of maggots
Proceeding never stagnant
Just passively addicted
Something lurks, a vulture
Stomach sore with ulcers
own mistakes mistakes
Bell ringing, church
Bodies on the floor dead
People cross the borders
Leave their home towns
Leave their mothers leaving
Real war
from everything
He fought wars of his elderlies for too long
Felt all the guilt that his mother built - tenderly being wrong
Rising up, reaching out for
depression
I want it on the record that I'm respected
I want it on the record I'm a mother fucking microphone checking animal savage
Thirsty Naughty by nature
gotta live and win by any means
Watching for the opps, the Ds, the fiends
And its kill or be killed, I keep it in my jeans
Pole and the bands, the pockets
Yeah this that dope money and coke money
Rich mother fuc*er I ain't sorry for a dis life
Oh I got to sell narcotics
Man I gon' start a war off this shit
looked in the storms eye
Too late to turn back
Clouds as black as the night
With you my life raft
Hold on to me
Paddle hard or else we're done for
Mother
Cut the sus Pence, like knives to ex. Vice Pres' jugular sent from a public drunk on revenge/
Immigrants ducking under the fence, say my style is
love I get, coming from my mother
It's an everyday struggle, walking in the rubble On top all the ashes of the souls lost in the tunnel
They know it's my
oh, oh, oh, oh
Got to make it right
Yeah, yeah
One people, one planet
We all livin' on the earth
And I'm sure you have a mother
Cause we all had a birth
to the celling from dealing penicillin throughout the Cold War
A snap from my woman, now my feelings all torn
A flash in an instant and now it's all gone
Awoke in
I've been real like before
I feel like my life's a tale, but not folklore
Something less uniform
Would I be sad if I got stung by a man o' war
Cause I
bastard assassin!
Come on to see, my christmas time!
Santa Clauss in Hell! 3x
Santa Clauss in .....
My mother is waiting for me
No family, no christmas,
the price
Way I'm catching bodies
I'll be prepped for war in the after life
Handling business with my bottom bitch
I call her Aphrodite
I know she a spitter
I
my people in twenty, we still muddy, afflicted by the trauma, the hellfire
And sadness, navigated my way through the mayhem and the madness, bad bitch
collecting tears
From mothers facing they biggest fears
Lost one of my closes homies
To violence
Never got to see his potential
Cause niggas was riding
on par
Sick like SARS, go large
Verse for verse, every bubble I burst
I curse, keep Hurst in work
I'm a destroy everything in my sight
Like Mike Ty,
The waiting fills her with delusion and memories gone by
"How could I give life to my baby and then let him go die?"
But with this joke administration where
time is really rainin' on me
I've got no cover
The only one who thinks I'm
Handsome is my own mother
The street game is a bitch
And I don't love her
When
Could be a mother ship on Mars,
And mutants all around.
Better tell the General,
War is waiting underground.
A few billion miles away,
They
From the dust of which I came
To dust I return again
From my mother I am torn
With my brothers off the war
We escape before the dawn
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