Lyrics:
stop living your dreams
I do it for the fam and the team
Mack goin go get it by any Means
Imma go get it I promise
I'mma keep it real I promise
Woke up
Woke up quick
Got a check and then I split
Saw 12 and then I dip
Now a nigga really lit aye
Woke up quick
Put some ice up on my wrist
Then I cop
Oh list to the lay of a poor Irish harper
And scorn not the strains of his old, withered hands
But remember his fingers, they once could move
Oh list to the lay of a poor Irish harper
And scorn not the strains of his old, withered hands
But remember his fingers, they once could move
groupies
In the bitch after all
Fuck one down!
Welcome 2 Da Family
Woke up at 4 am for breakfast "chow" I had
Coffee that was given to me along with some
a smidget
If you want beef then we can supersize it
Freshman in the game
So they wanna haze me like my name Isaac
I killed the beat and dig a
Ditch just
This is that uncontrollably dope shit
Oooh he consciously woke shit
That's a strong lil' nigga right there
Please put him back on that boat quick
with you always, whenever you need me just call me and I’d be there”.
By the time, she woke up she discovered she was the only aside the nurse
Sometimes I feel like John in patmos when he saw you
Cuz I see the end so clearly and it's all you
If my repentance needs a witness then I got a few
Come all you gallant bushrangers and outlaws of disdain
Who scorn to dwell in slavery or wear the brands of chains
Attention pay to what I say
Thus I thank thee, thus I defy thee! Scorn, abhor thee! Strike home, and hell take thy soul!
Enough thou base-born slave, then die!
Sharp are your
guilty pleasure
It's okay to like James Taylor
Nothing wrong with a lil' JT
If you've never heard Never Die Young
Then babe, I'm afraid, you're not
grows insane with fury
Torn by confusion, shrouded with worry
Crossing the river your scorn becomes fear
For your judgment is near
Three realms lay before
The poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree,
Sing all a green willow - willow
Her hand on her bosom, her head on her knee,
Sing all a green willow –
will be
Scared by the pain of decay, excited by the smell of defeat
Fly me above this tragedy and share the pain with me
Here, stare at this weakness
swagger was her dagger; she sashayed my way and gave me her math told me told to call her. I lured into her trap. Hypnotize by beauty this short cutie said
Davenport
Confused and hurt, hunger had me madder
than a matador
When being impaled by the bullhorn
My lucid verses become the outlet of my scorn
I felt like
Woke up with a brand new attitude
Woke up now I shop red bottom shoes
Woke up now my wrist look like a pool
If we never spoke then nigga how we cool?
receive
I woke up and I prayed today
I'm feeling God's amazing grace
I seek his face day by day
I'm working to increase my faith
I woke up and I prayed
Marital norms unperformed but the porn survives
In the dorms of the scorn, they keep warm supplies
Gone to lose the use of tooth, horn and thigh
Farthest
Could I get your name again?
Some situation that we're in
Woke up by each other's side
It got a little crazy last night
Last thing I remember
I
a certain way that you can think
So you change what you think and then you change what you see BELIEVE
Got woke up by a bad dream but my day was good How that
you niggas scorn, I wasn't phased
It was a phase, look at my face
I wanna race, I set a pace
As a fat boy, I had to catch my wind
Get my laps on, double
Oh list to the lay of a poor Irish harper
And scorn not the strains of his old, withered hands
But remember his fingers, they once could move
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