Lyrics:
the pain in my brain has overtaken the stage of my mental
And that fake can front and take a pencil
But be gentle, i'm only so influential but fluent to make
it's been killin' me I
Hang by a thread you don't seem to mind
Am I just here for your self infliction
Are you in pain or you doin' fine
Cause I swear
up
Instead of killin up yo own kind, focus yo mind
Check ya history, and see the signs, it's Black Power
{Verse 3}
I was dreamin but I swore I heard
This is a Ycee and he call this one jagaban
Nigga smell nice paco rabanne
Omo wan ti mope omo yoruba ni
Ycee that omo alhaji
Wey them I be balling omo
my checks up and bring out the stretcher
I’m killin' da game, yeah yeah yeah
These niggas be playin' but I am not playin' no I do not play any games
I
of waitin'
These industry niggas startin' to get outta hand
Like I won't find your whereabouts by stompin' 'em out ya man (what?)
We killin' New York, even
won't find your whereabouts by stompin' 'em out ya man (what?)
We killin' New York, even in Compton they understand
I'm on the block where you was
Fuck love
Why does it exist?
Lured by a girl with a soul I can’t resist
Now i'm chillin like a villain put me on the penicillin I be killin
Feelin
New to the top and I rock new Tiffany's
Zay, you smooth like an R&B song
How you keep them hoes off you? Man, they killin' me (yeah)
Okay, you
ride or die
Now, you cannot decide
Move On, just move on
I'm about to go buy the bar
My superstar said she fed up
Drink away the pain, charge it
It's the number one crew in the area!
The Big L be lightin' niggas like incense
Gettin' men lynched too intense
I'm killin' infants for ten cents
ain't gotta be at midnight
(There's gonna be a killin after midnight)
(You can say this one's a murder by a lunatic)
11:45 I pull up on the set
me. I'm something to put up with. And to endure that is amazing. I'll be the first to tell you, trust me. y'all could clap 'cause that's some real work
I move in the shadows
Put 'em up on the gallows
I'm down in the deep end, can't swim in the shallows
Swagged out for no reason, I'm ready for battle
Wishin these demons would be baptized or banished
In my dream I woke up in Jamaica speakin Spanish
The night the earth cried when the good ship arrived
Was born again, resurrection
Check it out
I be flexing
Truth out ya speakers
Raising up leaders
Brand new sneakers
Brand new life
Not my show
But he put
pressure
turned down recruitments to be a member
of that certain club, ‘cause i was focused on september
now please don’t wake me up when it ends.
‘cause
what's wrong with you
Ain't mean to fuck the lot of you, be gone by tomorrow noon
Always with my gang, I can't stand at bearin' solitude
DSY's my team
wrong with you
Ain't mean to fuck the lot of you
Be gone by tomorrow noon
Always with my gang
I can't stand at bearin' solitude
DSY's my team and we
tryna party
She think she too good for me
I'm too good for her, lil' stuck-up Barbie
Way too swagged out, way too bagged
Out, walkin' with the tags out,
think it's killin' me
I can feel it when you cry
It takes a piece of me
Away, away, away
All this pain, this pain, this pain
All this pain, this pain
yeah!
Woke up with some dead niggas on me
Swagged up now I'm moving like a zombie
Gotta hit my target I ain't talking Curry
Lebron James when a nigga saw
on tracks you should know if you get in my way that I never let up
There's some people that need to hear truth they get beat down by lies and get told that
down and hop in the pocket like empanadas
Hit 'em up and get 'em up, I ain't done, I ain't did enough
Trippin' when I rip it, I be the X when I split
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