Lyrics:
Yo Im living like the black sheep / and I don’t follow all these trends like a track meet
I’ll keep living life throwing covid to the back seat /
of strangers. The actors that are in fact a cast of chaos. They be looking for any situation they can play on. Respectively injecting these thoughts, detain us.
10,000 hours homie passed that
Runnin' laps on these fuckin' tracks
I'm pullin' up in all black black black
Pull up on me you get blap blap blap
brawl
Three men fall bullets flew I had to drug
My man behind a wall left a wet trail
Delivered these slugs like air mail
Directly at the cat that made
My
brotherhood of man
We are worse than animals, we hunger for the kill
We put our faith in maniacs, the triumph of the will
We kill for money, wealth
it's All Good
Man it's all good, young nigga tryna make it out the mud
Young nigga tryna make it with these raps
By killing these tracks, I'm a maniac
it the more with the Holy Ghost
If 2 shall chase 10,000 me and my bruddas are out here, coast to coast
Eeny meeny miny moe
Lord grip the devil by his
These days we all the same
Camping in our brains
Won't let anyone come inside
These days we all chase pain
Losing our rains
Hoping to feel something
Cyborg, android, d-boy, decoy
Water, wisdom, tightrope, vision (oh, these dreams are forever)
Insight, stronghold, heartless, ice cold (if you
a heartbeat to return
Going once, going twice
Sold by the lonely figure, teary eyed and clinging to the final lasting memory of her
Sold to the highest bidder
afraid to sink the anchor, uncover the truth
In the end, what lies inside your head is your own
Defeat all injustices brought upon you
In 10,000 days
to all the DJ's back in the day
Who used to let me smoke they microphones, ya know what I mean?
Big up to DJ Maniac, DJ Teddy Tuff, and DJ Cool Breeze
Twitter beef but I ain't into star wars
Luke skywalking on these niggas like a cyborg
Trump ain't stopping shit i still be knocking out the side door
Armor
We lost years in the game cause the money was good
To make 10,000 was so humbling to us
Had to make it happen you know the streets is cold
Ain't
i'm buzzing
I wanted to be someone, until I learned self-loving
I'm Better but, some days my faith and patience are shaken
In this dream I need to be
Cause these are the days of wild - hit me!
[Repeat: 2X]
(Hold onto your wits!)
Pop guns and weed?
Brother please!
We're to wise for now,
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Ok
Hey, I'm a fellow
When I smile my teeth are bright yellow
With a bar of Cadbury Caramello
When I eat the goo
this water round I haven't had a drip to sip
Hydrated through examination of my consciousness
Exhausted by evaluation of my godlessness
Elaborated future
These are my people
This is a land where my forefathers lie
These are my people
In brotherhood, we're heirs of a creed to live by
A creed that
clear
You can body me that is impossible
It ain't Flow V then is irrelevant
I go by name Flow you should
Remember that
I hump on the beat like a maniac
are the new O2 plants
Aise lathon ke bhuton se bachaye hanuman
Bajrang bali bhot zyaada badal dalega naam
One night for writing
One day for the music
Chapter 12 Joseph
In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful
Alif-Lam-Ra These are the verses of the clear book, the
Qur'an, that
hating. They ain't even let me know
Bust a move on who
We shaking and moving
3 am cookout flow
End of the day got who, they don't play by the rules
So tell
crime don't pay
Cause we been dodgin' the feds more than 10,000 days, ayy
I'm tryna run it up, while these niggas out here gettin' tummy tucks
Man, that
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