Lyrics:
Woken by visions of war
Born to survive and we settle the score
Hearing a siren, we run to the source
Heavy the cost, we won't lay down no remorse
ass down
Been hustlin' out here, building this shit brick by brick
Did you think we were just havin' a goddamn picnic?
The fuckin' nerve of yo ass
like minutes
And I feel set free by the power of lyrics
When they're mixed with the spirit, I'm feeling lifted
Under pressure
Seconds and minutes are
(Count up sum blessings)
I jus be high feel alive in this bitch wait a minute I need me a second
Ain no emotion or smile on my lip either way she be callin
Yo, it goes on and on and on
All around the clock
2-4-7 like the hand on the watch
To the, tick-tock yah don't stop
To the, tick-tock yah don't
girl
With a second chance
Love will last forever
Breathing in this filthy air
Is tearing me in two girl
I hear the sirens every night
Like echoes
It's only me again and I'm back with the second storm
Creating a world wind in the form of my second born
Lighting, thunder, hail between
Yes, he made the album of 2012
(Just ask him
He'll tell you) But that was just the
Second biggest moment of Frank Ocean's year
Here, while wearing
with rappers)
Found out where you hiding
All you hear is shots and police sirens
(Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
They can diss all they want
It don't stop
Why every time we get together you just get high?
Why every night we plan a movie you just get high?
Won't you talk to me
Replay this seven days
Every night
By your side
Seven years from now
Whatever we say
Whatever we do
Nobody can tell
Seven years from now
Forgotten and gone
Forsaken for long
like wary because like studio time is money and it makes me all anxious
And
Right, right, yeah, but just do me a favour for a second, you can stay in
Land of the Free and home of the enslaved
'Til the concept of time
Six hours, twenty-two minutes, and three seconds
I've been standing in this
Nigga, put down ya beer and - snatch up ya chair 'n
A lot of clak up, clak up, street clearin'
First the firing then the siren you'll be hearin'
Don't even take a breath
The air is cut with cyanide
In honor of the New Year
The press gives us cause to celebrate
The air raid sirens
Flood
to biz, you know I'm a diss them fast
So play like 98.7 and kiss my ass!
Cause me and rap is like peanut butter and jelly
Which reminds me of a song by
[I - The forbidden words]
[II - Incantation]
[III - Passage of time]
[IV - The silent threat]
[V - Archilles heel]
[VI - Covenant of souls]
[VII -
[I - The forbidden words]
[II - Incantation]
[III - Passage of time]
[IV - The silent threat]
[V - Archilles heel]
[VI - Covenant of souls]
[VII -
a second, we'll do it again
Counting by 10's
Is like having lots of money to spend
10, 20, 30, 40
50, 60 ,70, 80
90, 100
7, 17, 27, 37
47, 57, 67
77, 87, 97,
To them boys in blue y’all bleed like we do.
Second Amendment Rights come strap like the Military. Protect the minds by any means necessary
(B MOR 7
You know, I just turned forty seven last week, I mean, think about my life a lot and what I've accomplished. And I think what I'm most proud of is
The seductive sound of the siren songs blows in from the mouth of the bay
Temptations refused by most of our crew but gradually crumbles away
the same
This world is cold
Everybody I know be trying to take
My place up in this game
You won awards and not bringing no battles
The body would die by
Sirens fucking with my head in my dreams
Meet my goons in Florida shooters like the Seminole team
Keep them in order man they treat me like
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