Lyrics:
'cause it's cursed
makin' money makes a difference day by day so I gotta stay
paid, no doubt, day in and day out
This life is like a vicious cycle
by, you be groovin' in the midst
of my cycle, every move I make is vital
Crucial, official, brothers sayin' "L we miss you"
Much love to all
I still make fun of a situation
Someone's in like a son of a bitch at anothers expense
I'm fuckin' relentless as fuck when it comes to this pen
I
but everything happens too fast to catch a second breath
Or a mother's life ambition, for her son to go to college
Shattered by a nameless bullet in
to this hollow prison
Guided with such vast uncertainty
Sons of sin cycle in repetition
As daughters of damnation die
Leaving their shrill left
blew
When nuclear clouds and acid rain distorted her view
Unclear perception
Manifesting her imperfections
Shining, virtually blinding
From her son's
cycle will continue
Till we release this hate we bottle
Don’t
Don't cry
If I die
I will always be
By your side
Don’t
Don't cry
If I die
I will always be
an angel sent for me
Or maybe my struggle was orchestrated like a symphony
Righteous son
You live by the gun
You die by the bullet
You feel the heat when
by my lone
Breaking the cycle I need to get like my idols
That's just a high note I don't wanna have to remind you
Tuck in my shirt I need to go put
by my lone
Breaking the cycle I need to get like my idols
That's just a high note I don't wanna have to remind you
Tuck in my shirt I need to go put
the stars
Give ear to our cries of fellowship
Our desire your face revealed
Spring from the chasm
Fly to us!
Devour your Sons and Daughters!
Rip our flesh
in the ward with a bible
No remorse or survival
Hit another whore, That's the cycle
Drive by Ford with no doors on my rival, Leave him gored on arrival
The endless cycle of this cursed land
In dream and death
The world crumbles before thine eyes
Swallowed by darkness
We face the stoor worm's wrath
I've accomplished
By doing off all things
Being real to self
And no one else
Going for what I know
Asking for no one help
And still, if you gave it
I
aching body just to be any more than a leech
"So listen up sons," my old daddy said, "I came back from the dead just to mock you again"
So I cycle again,
Now tell me, have you ever had a dream, so vivid that it haunts you?
A cycle on repeat like your demons are tryna taunt you
Start talking to yourself
being. Chemical compound frequency rearranged. Transformation, Evolution. Begin the chimera coalition. Complete the trinity, the cycle of everything.
on man you know we got mad fuckin' blow
Up in the Motherfuckin' lab son
This nigga's off the hook man
Yo Chef talk to these niggaz man
[Raekwon]
We
Somali dad ran away from a war
Now his son's in a war, that's the cycle we're in
I know niggas that didn't do time in a bin
That have never had freedom
rather see a black man claimin' his son
And I don't mean just for one day and you done
I mean, you still trapped in a rut
And I work my ass off and I
Curtain call, lights and stage reveal the wreckage
Every crystal ball just reveals a different message
To those blinded by their pride
Battle cries,
to the wise
[rae] keep your eyes open and your wallet in your front pocket
[ghf] all types of shit, yo son
[rae] rock it, rza chef ghost and nas niggaz is
to pay
His parents tell him "son, we'll take it day by day"
But the stress of financials really weighing on his dad
And the shortening of temper really had
Or the scowl of my grimace
Or the meanness of my rep
'Cause we represent a truth, son
That changes by the hour
And when you open to it
Vulnerability is
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