Lyrics:
our shadows entwine
In this synthwave city, your hand in mine
As the night fades into electric blue
In this retro future, I'll be with you
Midnight
a year to two years actually. By the
time you lot are listening to this, which is February, I mean as we know Can I Play With Madness was
released the 2nd
Balmain (Ay!)
Im ballin', Amar'e
A nick' sold in the park then I want in
What's a king without a crown, nigga? (What?)
What's a circus without you clown
Sycophants stir in the
Bushes, up to the stand with your foot on the bible as king I must
Order and constantly
Arouse, if you swear to catch up and throw
and Oswald, to peanuts and ketchup, sanctimonious sycophants stir in the bushes, up to the stand with your foot on the bible as king I must order and constantly
the spark and you'll meet the flame
Just like the Starks', you'll fear the name
Go check the charts, a new Kings in play
And I'm backed by a Dragon
With my
and all the niggas you claim to
Came were trained by the weak
Double up ya power
Gotta compile it to fuck with me (Ah)
Made it clear like a squeegee
about
But I can't help but worry in the back of my mind That I'll turn out just like you
Kids with bright future become adults with dark secrets
I used
the peace
Don't you play with one of ours
It be murder in the street
It be bodies in the hour
Ghetto bird be on the street
Paramedics on the dial
Let somebody
Likes to judge people in many wrong
Ways i felt judged by many people and
That every time that I judged somebody
They always took offense to it
But I
Go ahead and shake whatcha mama gave ya
Oh, oh, say can you see
By the dawns early light
Party with me every night
Let down your hands, alright
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
got no excuses
I want somebody new
And if you wanna be with me too
Then what I'm supposed to do
If I don't tell you the truth?
I need somebody like
From A Lemon
And A Lemon To A Lime
He Cuts The Beat In Half The Time
And As Sure Is 3 times 2 is 6
You'll Say Flash Is The King Of The Quick Mix
We're
Would stick with me for life like a tattoo
Son, I have some bad news
It breaks my heart that I have to tell you
That Uncle David has hung himself
and take it's life away
When I hit the mic and record it
Homie stop it
Somebody tell him proceed with caution
The shit I'm spitting missing chromosomes
You
with my family. I didn't spend it with anybody. I was by myself, I'm sitting in somebody else's home, somebody else's couch in the dark. And I kept
waiting on folk to help you, help yourself, it starts with you)
Land of the beautiful (get yourself out, reach back, get somebody else out)
Cursed by
point
We are all born superstars
She rolled my hair and put my lipstick on
In the glass of her boudoir bonsoir!
"There's nothing wrong with lcving
Who you
to) keep it real hon', got to keep it real hon'
Unless you slow down, somebody gon' crash (okay)
E'rybody know we gon' keep rollin' when the police
on folk to help you, help yourself, it starts with you)
Land of the beautiful (get yourself out, reach back, get somebody else out)
Cursed by the hate we
When you find somebody you can dance with
You got to keep them by your side
When you find somebody you can live with
You got to love them all
shots
I'm David Blaine, I'm breakin' out of my own box, you stay the same
But homie if you change, may you change for the better
Back when Martin King
upright
At all this was the middle
Of New York Fashion Week
And if you followed
Her Instagram, every few hours it was a
New event with a new dress
New hair,
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