Lyrics:
through my hands like the cards of the deck, I've been dealt
I know I'm lucky
I know I'm blessed
There's many getting about with so much less
There's many
written in the Book, away from chaos.
Verse 2 (Simplified Syriac and English):
Many awaken from earth, facing their fate. The wise shine with guidance,
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
Now
Usually when a party is given, right
It's given by a promoter, right
And the promoter has his own people distributing fliers
And advertising
'you know a wise man once said, never judge a book by its cover, always read the whole thing in the bloody book shop and then decide if you wish
my steps
Don't wait on no one in the world to come provide some help
I did a bunch of times but ain't that many Michael's left
I brought Lean
first class
Ho Ho Ho
So go ahead and book two tickets
For me and my sister
(Mmmm)
All the way to The Pole
And tell Mrs Clause to get lost
Santa Daddy
because I got caught by these cops once
I'm not gonna carry shotguns to blow your wigs back like hamburgers without any top buns
So many damn murders I
from Kung Lao
The crowd goes wild as I react like gun, POW
Like three of clubs, tenth book, slapping the card down
I've been through enough to tell you
Albion, England, psychic
Landscapes, empire, starving Irish
I walked many miles, I cycled, I drove
Up and down the country like Michael Gove
there’s so much
the necklace, luxury Lexus
Fuck a hook you know that I'm a white collar crook
Black knight when I️ move fuck a rook, fuck doing anything by the book
Anything
cause people are so spiteful
When you leading by example, the devil's can't stand you
Do things your way, them haters try to can you
In the jungle like
stop me?
Who gon' stop me huh?
Who gon' stop me?
Who gon' stop me huh?
Black cards, black cars, black on black, black broads
Whole lotta money in
shame I sold caine got my paper stacked and switched lanes
In my Range swerving lanes nowadays people so strange
Get respect for being real so many
mad
Uh-huh
And I said
Hey John Michael Montgomery won't mind
If I take a song and make it mine all mine
Like I did so many times with old Tim
three card Rolly an'
Drug Somalians pollyin'
Many raps they crochetin'
Hey yo Iron, these niggas portrayin'
But haven't been payin'
For real, slide
Word but I wanted to bring a couple
Of books to the studio today
Man I found these shit's up in
The crib man in boxes man
I don't even remember when I
Hot boy i might melt
Nigga try to snake me turn his ass into a belt
I'm gucci, all this water Michael Phelps
Took so many L's could never blame
Trying to find a different way to say
How much this is weighing on my mind
A weight I'm feeling every day
With so many answers yet to find
And it's
Fill it, drill it, pray I don't miss it
Chase it, swing it, ching it
How many opps have Sus left swimming?
K's and attempted killings
I get a thrill
Been too long
Fighting losing sight of the point of it all
Still doing time if you ordered me wrong
Reread the procedure
Follow along
By the books by
We donâ¬"t play by the book
Thatâ¬"s what Michael said
It started off fine with words like love
Ended up on the floor
Jesus take me away
And I want
by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all
by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for
Clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho
Lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all
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