Lyrics:
c clean sword ain't stronger than a dirty pen
I see the writing on the wall about the world events
You don't want to watch a world cause it hurts
If you're hearin' this, just make sure you read the lyrics
Now I just want it all to fucking end
We both know we've never been more than some fucking
front page of the paper
Extra extra, black brotha dead
Shot in the head by a cop named Fred
When you read the paper, you know it's a damn lie
Talk about
it's a damn lie
Talk about justifiable homicide
Then they say we no good at all
And if we are, for just raps and basketball
Niggas ain't shit,
guess
queenters(?), yeah?
See jean can read by the lean
And the tilt of the cap in your drink, I'll be filling that
I need some good conversation
the voice box, I speak my mind
About to redefine rap mami, either I'm
The illest nigga doing it, or these niggas is losing it
I read a article that said I
Here's one thing about me
I'm always gonna believe what a woman says
So much misogyny around me
Y'all could never understand what a woman bares
post a lyric up, read it
See how you can't compete, royalty is how I should be treated
Like Michael Jackson said, beat it
There's none sweeter, I got my
a sin
Read between what was written
Given this vision i won't be missing
The messiah leads you to the win
I get it
Win it
Think it
Live it
Do it
Finish
was his target, just to let you know
to make it blunt, yo this nut was bisexual
he was all about peace, nothin more or less
always headed for your head,
you a party
All you need is some weed and Bacardi
Its by nature lil shortie getting naughty
And I'm about to swanton in it Jeff Hardy
All these niggas
Tell me is your credo blinded by your ego
Talk that talk, now walk that walk
Take yo time
Think about it
How many of your judgments have you doubted
Are
to think about you.
Fucked up.
Thought that you slick with it.
Woke up to someone blowing up your phone.
Read messages.
You up, are you all alone?
I was
And by the way, if he's our source, wouldn't it make all the sense in the world to try
To stay plugged in
Not a mindless routine, but an impulse that comes
I’ve been calling every night since you left
I’ve been laying here in this empty bed
All my messages get left on read
I don’t get it was it something
we said it
And if you can't read in the magazines
You read about who? You know the Crew
Fresh outta Pac and the first to put the bass on the 24-track
on bro
Ruin my life with the way you be acting
You calling me selfish, I think it's attraction
I'm all by myself how the fuck did that happen
Don't wan'
yeah I own a pair
Trust issues installed in the muscle tissue
My low end go deep
Its cool if your trunk rattles too
By devine design or byproducts
nigga
Shots popped off in the park
I let them off and never felt wrong about it
I know it was my fault
If these strays could talk, they'd bark about it
daddy kev, well welcome to my odditorium.
Let's make molehills of insecticide what dreams are made of in and about
With all limbs dancing as one it's
Hit you in the head with a brick 'til you plummet
If y'all don't like me, you can suck my dick 'til you numb it
And all that gibberish you was
My weens gone small I'm wondering why I
Got outta bed at all
The morning wood hurts my wiener
And I can't pee at all even if I could it'll be yellow
call your phone he can’t reach you
Do not disturb that new feature
Girl by the sound of that voicemail it sound like that nigga home beat ya
On my momma
and where I grow up
Now Micayla Medek, she seemed like a joyful girl
Workin' hard, school and job, lovin' her fam and the world
What little I have read, it
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