Lyrics:
rapper to the lions" (Please, no!)
Pleaing with merit, if you kill him for my sake
My raps will do the spirit
'Please let him live, I prefer that'
"OK,
rapper to the lions" (Please, no!)
Pleaing with merit, if you kill him for my sake
My raps will do the spirit
'Please let him live, I prefer that'
"OK,
This one for my Grammy.
cll I had was dreams. Had to hustle for a dollar.
Wisdom came through pain! Yeah, I became a scholar.
My block was really
quiver
Little breezes dusk and shiver
Thro’ the wave that runs for ever
By the island in the river
Flowing down to Camelot.
Four grey walls, and four grey
quiver
Little breezes dusk and shiver
Thro’ the wave that runs for ever
By the island in the river
Flowing down to Camelot.
Four grey walls, and four grey
quiver
Little breezes dusk and shiver
Thro’ the wave that runs for ever
By the island in the river
Flowing down to Camelot.
Four grey walls, and four grey
with Nat King's aesthetic
Half dream, half machine with a black queen's
Get naked for a dollar from a scholar like me
Not at all bothered by what
just getting by
I've had enough so-so for the rest of my life
Tired of shooting too low, so raise the bar high
Just enough ain't enough this time
I ain't
the Kirkstane Pass the winding water lay
He said "Lie down, by brindled hound and rest ye, my good grey hawk
And thee, my steed may graze thy fill for I must
she a hoe
Just like a stripper, we keepin' em' poles and I'll never go out like a bitch, that's for sure
Ain't bout no money, it's DND My niggas spin
pale jissom,
That has no effect for the sick with the see-saw, the inverse,
Obverse converse, reverse of reverse the diverse and
Converse of reverse
reverse, the sharpening wing of the edge of a sparrow, for suitable reckonings too numerous to mention, as the queen is fat she is devoured by rats there is
Another day, another deal, made another mil'
But what do that mean, when these kids still gettin' killed
All for no reason? RIP my cousin Rell, yo, I'm
gotta Curve some hoes like cholo cologne
Won't compromise my mission, only worth it for an empress
Rest are left on read or left off impressed by my
in beast mode
Live by the street code, where niggas take your shit like the repo'
The boys'll sell crack, to your mother if you're good (damn)
it's time for us to reup
Listen to swerve by boosie sippin that codeine yup
Got the reup
Which sparked a clever idea
We can sell what we got and ship
thirteen in this damn sauna
Theres always heat in the lab
Hat tilted too the back
No time for games when I'm penning facts
I must be writing history that
To all those weary souls:
You belong to me
It’s time to finally let it go
You’re searching for that saving grace
Beyond these noisy gates
There’s no happy
Speak no evil, it might find me
Life I lead got em all behind me
Don't go shady Palm Beach county
I wake up it's all around me
(Yea)
Whipping by
essence
Hold me in presence
So me, solely destined
Will fail no exception, expected yea,
Too desperate to rest
In peace
Blue flame
Blue
Red flame
they aint got no reason to celebrate
Suppressed by the heavy weight of burdens so weighted they're devastated
For certain their joy negated by pressures
a choppa
Choppa go
Do, do, do, do
Spin the block looking for
You, you, you, you
All of my hundreds is
Blue, blue, blue, blue
Money gonna' run it up
Wee, ah,
who'd be his brideHis true love who'd be his bride
CHORUS:
VERSE 2:No farewell spokeNo word goodbyeBilly's heart was brokeRestless nights spent by his
Button up, get sucker punched by all the air your lungs can hold
God rest your soul
Nails for breakfast, supper's cold
Button up, get sucker punched by all
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