Lyrics:
ate at my good just a little by a little bit
I wanted to lose
The hold of it
The hold of it
Has got me in its grip
My father before me
His mother admits
Mama always said I was a space cadet
That I would lose my head if it wasn't attached
Thank God I was touched with the vision of rap
'Cause I still
denazification of Ukraine
Kiev regime fights wars alongside Nazis
And western warmongers on its own people
Mother Russia bringing Christian soldiers
and just elevate
'Cause today will be a good day
I got my mind right, money right, ready for war
Workin' hard today for a better tomorrow
Hey, yeah,
Don't need no border wars
War we no want
Don't need no border wars
War we no want
As I cry out to my fore-fathers and five mothers
And the other half
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On a major mixtape that I heard about
Mixed a KP beat with word of mouth
Now I'm hearing my voice
can't resist
I got the team right on my back, Stev-ie Wray the maniac
Scaring all the haters, I am giving them a heart attack
When a God does work,
slavery sings to my
Youth
Your history lies as it beckons by
Truth
Robbing my land of resources
For reasons residing by paupers
Let's open this caucus
write for baby mothers
And baby fathers
Barbers
I write for the fishmongers down at the Barbados harbours
For the governments trying to starve us
anecdote
But I'm afraid my mother doted on me
Too much as a child
'Cause it's been a while
And still nothing ever happens
And no one else knows my name
and all my niggaz is Don Kings
Gettin' drunk, writin' rhymes by the pool in Palm Springs
'Cause ain't nuttin' changed but the size of the bottles, we still
him with the other six, that's seven man
Give me a medal man, Devilman, sekkle man
You'll get eaten
In a lyrical war I can't get beaten
'Cause my lyrics
War Two
He said he'd rather go down in familiar flame
Than get lost in the endless blue.
Well, some of that blue got into my eyes
And we never
I have this strange desire to forget my mother tongue
Lost in a barrel of hay from years of farming in a new land
A needle once sharp now dull
I'm pretty sure that the earth is 10,000 years old.
I don't care what the science says, I'll say what I'm told.
Cuz my preacher is quite convincing,
the sun fastened up for this or not
But I'm about to make my run faster than my white buns being chased by the cops
As I shot up not with a gun one needle
to find material to sing
I am no mother, I am no bride
I am king
I need my golden crown of sorrow, my bloody sword to swing
My empty halls to echo
Tryna catch my breath in Japanese Zen Gardens
Mother Nature choose if she gon use her presidential pardon
She is scarred enough from massive
finger on the interface
Pause like, i just be winning, it's normal
He go by my rules so I know to get formal
Run up on his gang now im running the corner
head in my Tommy boxers
But really though, she a silly ho
Cause you know the Fergenstein getting plenty dough
She don't get nothin' from a nigga
stall
Stutter, softer than melted butter
There's no other word, go ask your mother
Hard solid as your city
Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that
Ya
I drew in the water
When my soul was thirsty
Screaming Mother Mercy
cll my friends deserted me
Man I must've deserved it
But I couldn't
Tommy still making them beats slap
Hella high heat on the placemat
Barcardi fucking up my Cardiac
Idiotic and I'm rapping like a maniac
Sometime I be
We ain't underground by accident
There's only a select few that can handle this
freak shit
Apparition of a poltergeist
Blessed with heart
But is
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