Lyrics:
to Jah Jah my father
Cause prepare a table for me in front of my enemies, right on a platter
Me nah get time for no violence so me say, "Peace out your
You gotta level up and get yours on a silver platter
I'm in the Poconos, sandals with open toes
Staring at the water crystal clear like my flows
Then I
Ever since you left, a nigga, I've been goin' crazy
You still on my mind, I just think about you day and night
I'll be on the road, pray to God that
lift up
My mind
You're my pick up
You get by
With your patients
No lies
It's not based in
I get by
Always lift up
My mind
You're my pick up
You get by
of town
My mind let my heart stop and take a look around
It's pretty run down and there's ivy everywhere
No scent of your momma's flowers in the air
With
me their demo
"Sign Me" my mind be on some other shit
If I'm slidin in the club nigga I'm tryin to bust a beeatch!
So in other words, all that rap
on a silver-platter
These day, it's hard to find peace of mind
Haunted by your memory, do you ever miss me?
Maybe you're right, I may be good-for-nothing
Baby, maybe
As I'm flowing
From the top of the Mountain
I'm looking over guess who coming
While I'm on my own
Heard a proposal take a moment
The world on a platter
See
Reach up to a new height
Now I'm going out on a limb
Thinking that my mind's bright...
Cause it only dims
When I'm at wits end
I try my best
the times I had it on my mind that I'ma make it right for real
I remember all the times they shitted on my grind
Ain't tryna see me shine for real
Now I'm
I can tell that you mad and you jealous
When you smell this gas, you inhale it
I can't think straight
Without smoke smoke
If I ain't got my mind then
Won't you lend your politic ears?
I've a burnin' message
Listen, and I will quote: ( Note! )
I'll donate you a ham! ( Spam! )
A platter of fried
still here
Faced all my demons and lost my fear
And nah I ain't lose I swear I persevered
I had to rise to the top of my tier
I called for help and they
Beyoncé sing it now, girl
Baby boy, you stay on my mind
Fulfill my fantasies (come on, girl, tell me how you feel)
I think about you all the time
I
what's up y'all
My style analog like a phone booth call
Or wax that spins on a turntable platter
Telekinetic, yo it's mind over matter
When we levitate
A bit illuminati bound
& Dawn’s trying to calm me down
Well fuck him too
Ima tie him to
My basement floor
Oh by the way Dawn
Could you turn up
The bass
establish the facts
Fact that I'm living and maybe I'm sleeping and breathing at ease
Controlled by my mind and controlling my soul
And ignoring my thoughts
a thief, I've been a rapper
I've been the only enemy that I can never beat
Give me a piece of mind upon a platinum platter
Well, all along
But in the back of my mind it was this big butt freak
I sat my girl down, I couldn't hold it in
And said to her with a devilish grin
Tina got a big
But in the back of my mind it was this big butt freak
I sat my girl down, I couldn't hold it in
And said to her with a devilish grin
Tina got a big
No Simon says but it's still my way
Stay up in her head like the songs I make
Stay up in yo' bitch cause I hit replay
Off of the top this shit basic
got a slow stroll but my mind is quick
Predicting actions before they happen
Attacking life like rapping
But when babloyn also happend
I don't know shit
be alone My mind ain't clear
Throw out my phone I don't wanna hear
About your troubles about my pain
I'm doing doubles evading the change
Hide in
bleed Diamonds flooded, got my ice from the sea
On the real, yeah, we keepin' it real Throw the fours at the top of the hill
Makin' money, fell in love
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