Lyrics:
afford
And by tomorrow torches, pitchforks
No one loves you anymore
There's a special place in Hell
For cowards just like you
A good man would use a knife
happening on properties by these folks that don't look like me
But when I see they do they telling us no Tupac'ish and then I go right
In thruw the front door
shit has begun
Ya, raised by the greatest I'm wise Ya
Can't see me just open your eyes Ya got money don't look so surprised damn
I keep the same family
the cybernetic cascade
Blade Runner walks, with shadows by his side,
In the neon city, where illusions hide
Verse 3
Through the smog and haze, he tracks his prey,
at the State Theater
In the door by the side
Throw you in the trunk and found a preacher for you
Cause I thought you had unlawful demons on you
Sinkin fast
on you!
You think you're better than me?
You think you're man enough? You're NOT!
Open this door now, or I'll knock it down myself!
Open this door
and my chick
You out like a splif
On god and my kids
That do not exist
Ahead of my time
Im rollin up prince
Im breaking down purple
They isnt convinced
this y'all
[Verse 1:]
Oh what a feeling! - Drivin' in my four by four
Girlies Galore! - B.I.G. on the door.
Chrome trimming - with the smoke tint
Givin
the railroad track
I said look-a-yonder comin', comin' down the railroad track
It's the Orange Blossom Special, bringin' my baby back
I'm goin' down
down the rainforest! Okay this
Is a song I wrote
Mark: That guy has a science
Fair project up his ass
Tom: Uh what? Heads up seven up?
Everyone close
teach them in the schools?
Who'd make the beggers keep in line? Learn them all the rules?
Who's tell us whitewash windows? When to take down doors
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
Three passports, Three first class tickets to the money
Straight flights
I live by the cold war
Drove from round the globe
All I need is
Baby are you still down
Still down for me
Still down to take a brick
Out of town for me
Rippin' off the whole clique
Thirty rounds for me
See
move forward by the aid of symbols
and we change those symbols as we move forward.
Who said that? Is there an echo in here? A catalectic tetrameter
a thing... cuz, every little thing's, gonna, be alright… “Three Little Birds”, told me so… this morning, in that… song that you like... always follow your
the nine
First I took two clips and then I took two more
I was out the window cause by now they were right at my door
I took three shots and then I
back
Pray for me I need that
Down this road no turning back
I don't like the tit for tat
Three nails hang down from my necklace
The message you get it I
I just want a single interview with rolling stone
Bite your tongue with my name, like the logo, oh no
Oh no, best know
If all my songs like this boy,
of town, on the bus I made rounds
I was involved in graffiti heavily
My people were Self, Tau and Freck RIP
At night I heard beats next door by QD III
for all his grace
The potential stored in me
Is beyond any other
Once I prove myself
Special thanks to my mother and father
Thank you to my friends
Who
a million of Y'all and only one of me(hey)
What happened to the village as far as I can see
It's been burned down by this modern day slavery
[Donovan:]
don't believe that shit
I'm da king cuz I said it and I mean that shit
Ay what's so special bout him
He ain't all that shit
I set the city on fire
smoother
I'm listening for a starter pistol.
three sheets to the wind and I'm using clouds for pillows.
I wanna drill holes in the sky.
I'm in love with
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