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magnum opus
There isn't time to sit and audition individually every sound in the collection until the perfect
One is found
So every wave file isn't named
they don't believe
(They won't believe!)
That when I do succeed
I'll tell 'em that I did for you
You be workin' every single day in every single way
down? Nigga, holla when you see me
And let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me
I got a caravan of niggas every time we ride
Hittin'
down? Nigga, holla when you see me
And let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me
I got a caravan of niggas every time we ride
Hittin'
picture
Like her portrait in a frame
I’m Caught up in a game
(Man I’m caught up in a game)
Unfortunatly taught that
Extortion is a trade
The distortion
Damn near bet my whole life every time on 6 8 niggas know I ain’t ever gone crap
All of my vibes they high maintainace look like Halle berry in da
all day (juug all day), every day I was tryna get (every day)
Good all ways, all work, no play, just juug
I can't fuck you right now, no I gotta juug
know what I'm sayin?
The God ca-diver, in the streets of Iris.
We talk about sex, money and drugs.
(Ruled by power.) And why'all cats don't know
What
You see right through
Oh, you had me pegged the first time
You can't see the truth
But it's easier to justify
What's bad is good
And I hate to be
quits
When it's time to walk away
I'm every guilt trip, the baggage you have
But as you gather up all your possessions
If there's anything you have
the star life
Mommy seh one prayer a day
Keep di devil away, ay ay
Well I pray like hundred times a day
And I'm still here holding the faith
I'm still here
She done came in my life and tried to destroy it
Every time I lay eyes on ma' I just wanna fuck her
To put my lil' baby in her she had an abortion
The year '84, November, day 10
Overwhelmed by the wicked inspirations of an evil jinn
I realize my ideas has spawned for four hundred years
Of blood sweat
The year '84, November, day 10
Overwhelmed by the wicked inspirations of an evil jinn
I realize my ideas has spawned for four hundred years
Of blood sweat
Years Old, My Story Left Untold"
Oh Molly, Oh Molly
"Mother Was Struck By This Infallible Idea
If She Could Paint My Portrait I Would Remain Immortal
Weighing me down
It's time to let go of things
What'll I do with the wedding dress
Wrapped up in tissue and boxed
The clock on the wall the portraits in
Every time you'd hit my line y heart would plummet
Slowly I realized you were everything I ever wanted and more
And every day I find new things I adore
I
times I gave my bitch the sunshine
Harley Davis, Harley Davis,
Twin came I gave my bitch a 100 favors
You was a college student abusing the credit
shell
All 19 years of my life have been in conflict with myself
I'm insecure by every facet of the existence
From my addictions, to the conditions I
Wake up every morning like newborn baby
Go to sleep every night like the end of life
In the day i watch the whole world rearrange
Well the stage
Time goes by so slowly
Time goes by so slowly
Time goes by so slowly
I don't know what to do
Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up
just a portrait of the people that we meet
I believed In everything that you don't see
When your holding all the answers to your dreams
And every day
the vibrance
I just - cannot believe that I haven't flatlined
I'm down by a hundred points it's only halftime
Is there a comeback brewing
Better run that through
and I done lived a lifetime a few times
From futons to Grey Poupons
In church tryna get a little savings, yeah coupons (God)
I spit that A1 every day
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