Lyrics:
My Morning Jacket X and Evil Urges
Beware and Be Grateful by Maps and Atlases
Menomena Friend and Foe
John Mayer Continuum and Trio
The Civil Wars
worthy"?
My friends did it big and my friends did it early
Met a lot of people I admired, inspired by their talent
I looked the other way if they was
10,000 hours out there
I dedicated my life to this
Now a lot of people say ok
well you know, oh you have to do music
Ima keep doing music
but what if
bereft of their willpower
Brought to their knees by the strength of a flower
The three visions, the Mother Superior bore
A bitter forewarning of what was
bereft of their willpower
Brought to their knees by the strength of a flower
The three visions, the Mother Superior bore
A bitter forewarning of what was
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
future
Navigated by computers
Guns on standby all sharp shooters
Time to blast off hyper boosters
Dope producer also a lyricist
Even in my mothers womb I
funnel that's black
I want you to vision through my telescope see the hell I wrote
It's Reynolds when I Wrap it like a envelope package
And they would
funnel that's black
I want you to vision through my telescope see the hell I wrote
It's Reynolds when I Wrap it like a envelope package
And they would
from the lone wolf pack
Ready to attack
The brainiac, maniac mother fucker Katt
I say my name a lot just so you remember
I’m not very kind so bring your
Ignoring all emotions - for a world - only for me
I am your creature and now you're my brood
I'm your system - and now I'm your god
Chorus
I'm Mother Money
You're shouting and you're raging
And you're standing at my door
Standing at my door
It's threatening behaviour
With a promise of much more
Promise
around my heart
You comfort me and you walked me through the dark
I'll always love you for the things that you've given me
To be loved by you is
make it to supper
Now bitch pick red or black
(Uhh red)
Poor you cause boy thats correct
(What?)
Didn't your mother teach you not to trust a maniac
a fucking waste
Trading minutes of my life away
Case by case
Now what was I saying?
Oh that's right
Last night was a really long fucking night
I plugged my
Mother fuckin' king of crunk and the don of rowdy music, nigga
Hey, hey, Lil' Jon, Lil' Jon, Master P, Master P
New no limit be M E click me and my
At risk of self-destruction
Everyday lived is a battle won
But I feel any day
I could lose the inner war
And end it all
Burn it down
By my own hands
In
leads to your demise
In a pit no surprise
All just end the same fuck your lies
Battled this monster inside all my life
By no one but my words I'ma stick
blood from flowing on that corner he stood
His mother pain growing told her boy to avoid wood
This war opened my eyes these niggas ain't right (They ain't
hot, and the car stop, and a stupid mother fucker wanna gun pop
Jealousy and envy gonna get you killed
Nigga we ain't bout no war so just fucking chill
Simple emotion for the human animal we
Confronted something overwhelming the
Imminent threat
Of death in the form of wars, plagues
And natural
Disasters
I'm forever going Hard my motivation is pain
Hustling for every pennies I'm up & down in the rain
My mother was immigrant me & you ain't the same
Lazy? I’m not Lazy
You mother fuckers must be crazy
My minds not fucking hazy
I’m thinking on the daily
I’m plotting I’m not playing
This message
there to take care of you when you old
Wiped my nose breastfed and changed my diapers
Blatantly told me which friends were really vipers
Single mother by
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