Lyrics:
give 'em respect, but now the game's old
I played it once then realize niggas worked less for the Range Rove
Smarter, not harder, the flow is
But I'm not in either one now, you understand?
I had my own little business on the side, sort of a sideline
A rather confidential sort of thing, but
Shorty got a ass, some for now and some for later (delicious)
Somethin' like Nicki's, dancin' like Maliah
How I'm throwin' all this money, I'ma fuck
what I had spoken
Over heated the game, the controller is smoking
Mortal combat with these punchlines I'm not joking.
The time is mine I a rose
Draped by Hell's infernal storm
Is now obscured by the lust of vengeance
Declaration of war
As you arrive your death
Glimpse the conquered before your
Draped by Hell's infernal storm
Is now obscured by the lust of vengeance
Declaration of war
As you arrive your death
Glimpse the conquered before your
Worthy that is what You are
Worthy King over my heart
There is none like You
There's no one else
Mercy that is what I need
Mercy with every
said, who wanna cypher in the room tonight? Grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright
Verse 4: Dessy Hinds
Now as the drum kick basses, break faces
talk behind yo back if you take my lighter
N*ggas hanging on by a thread, they some kite riders
Rd said the future is bright, I bought a highlighter
I
shine at the end of the tunnel
Seen the sun rose and it put out the devil
Seen the storm is over, now the rainbow here
Feels like the times of Noah when
For the family, yo
Leave me alone i'm in the storm
I know that i'mma make it on my own
You lead me on this pain is strong
I didn't know this
to the dentist (bands)
All I think about is Jacksons and Bentleys (bands)
All I think about is Franklins and Semis
And my car look like a TEC with a hemi
If
are driven by one straight from hell
And a fury takes over the sea
And the waves are like mountains, boy, mark my words well
The storms of November are
West, went from losing to being found.
With our homies by our side, we gonna take over the crown
Probably never make it, Probably never make it,
Got
the fuck goin'
Bruh my nigga, we startin' a movement
(You damn right) now listen, I can't spit
(He ain't lyin', he is not him)
Aye, but these niggas though?
coming
It's time to shovel snow
My heart's frozen over
But my rage is inflamin'
Nothing left but rubble from
This inhumane mutilation
So I don't care
to figure out what I say
I give less than a fuck, what you doing over there
Just don't get in my way
Hear my records feel my presence now and forever
of the Earth
A hundred and ninty six million
Now a hundred and forty thousand miles are occupied
By people causin' housin'
Over this the mind was just
I just wanna disappear and start over
Lonely lost and aimless like the mars rover
Like I got three younger siblings I'm supposed to set an example
tomorrow gon be better than my now I know ooohh yeah
Kirk said pull over let him drive
He took me off Mandela drive
Said don't follow money but the heart
It's been said by those who ponder
That it surely is a sign
That a life touched by the stars
Is now running out of time
And that somewhere in that
Yeah
I’m D’ing up
You turning over
The games over
Hip Hop sober
That wack shit is out the door
All day I run this Minnesota
So what’s a matador
Chorus 1
Nighttime is on now
Soon to be over
Daylight is coming
Daylight is coming
Are you asleep
Or ready for sunrise
Daylight is coming
Daylight is
nuts hung
Fascinated by the Tommy gun
Niggas throwin' up sets this is murder tonight
But fuck that shit nigga
Tell me what that mail like
Tell me
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