Lyrics:
Young kings are now here
Where are you hiding
This is a new year
We are now ruling
Young kings are now here
Where are you hiding
This is a new
of the evidence
It's over, she's gone for good
Why should I lie, singin' a killer's lullaby
Identified by the dying ring of her goodbye
The last thing you hear
of the evidence
It's over, she's gone for good
Why should I lie, singin' a killer's lullaby
Identified by the dying ring of her goodbye
The last thing you hear
with Wes
by the time you clock digits I got the address
so many freaks on the Maestro tip
is it me my conducters stick or my money
I'm no fool
that's
a crime
Got me slipping up on your drip like It's some slime
I can't wait to get to you
By the end of the night
It ain't hard to recognize the vibes
Till
reason to divide
We live through pain and pleasure,
Neglecting sacred treasure:
Our world that's always by our side
Chorus 2:
And here it comes again
New
mo' trial
Released on this wild earth, my generation hit worst
Will my development arrested by the government
Younga niggas strugglin', livin' life
the crimes we committed
Warrant repent and forgiveness
Acknowledgment of the greed that was emitted
Into mother nature in CO2 form of emissions
But like I said
Fourteenth street and the garbage swirls like a cyclone
Three o'clock in the afternoon
And I am going home
F-train is full of high school
star-spangled hearts sat faithfully in rows
Bent to help the boys entrenched stave off those dark shadows
Day-by-day they all were tasked to paint two hundred
back, you're pissed
Keep running your mouth
I'll run in your house and kidnap your kids
Faith like Evans
I'm a survivor, pricks wanna send but get 187
By
time
Why punch the clock for this worthless check, I'll get paid off crime
Find a loyal one, she do the runs for me, she never take no lines
In fact
to intelligent so let this be a evidence
I will never let you make me malevolant
You pulling others down just to rock shit
Thats because you’re hearing your clock
Cuz if we fighting over money, you gon need you a nurse
Now I ain't trying to fight
Just trynna hop me a flight
So make sure that deposit hits me by
And we're tied at 75 again
Isiah
Shot clock Turned Off
Game Clock at 8
He's Going to Do Himself
Gang Gang
Counter
Shake
Crossover
Step Back
great accordion guy down by the train station tunnel
Gimme a funnel
I want that beer that taste a different kind of funny everytime
Broke but functional
of the evidence
It's over, she's gone for good
Why should I lie, singin' a killer's lullaby
Identified by the dying ring of her goodbye
The last thing you hear
Forgot to clock out he a workaholic
No PTO, ain't no Birthday, Holidays
Or vacation, no personal conscience
Health Time, a self crime to divert the process
Trap time, I'm all about crime
My rhymes are in their prime, I'm making the climb
Buy this shit on Prime, capping all the time
Selling that dime bag,
mine
Is it such a Crime, to stay down and protect mine
I'm in my crusade, my eyes fade
And then I become color blind
Blind by the fact that
Man where I
a shot at this and hope I get it right
It's all that push and pull
When you fighting for yourself
Stress burn a new hole in ya gut (Ah)
So you fighting for
affi dead a mi nuh give a hoot
Bury Dem and plant a tree Pon top
Tun Dem Ina root
Drum a carry 100
So mi page Dem bout 2:50
By 3 o clock mi shell di
of the evidence
It's over, she's gone for good
Why should I lie, singin' a killer's lullaby
Identified by the dying ring of her goodbye
The last thing you hear
they justify it with the crimes we committed
I'm refusing standing by to live my life as a witness
I'll take my music and use it for this community
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