Lyrics:
and my brudda Shocktown keep waving
Soldier got bagged, boxes looking like Blake Brown
I don't give a fuck what a hater gotta say now
Nigga I was
last night, was a fairy tale land
We could fly away forever, I could be your peter pan
Happiness felt like a daydream and I woke up
I was wondering where
around the time he was born in
Arokotoko dance every morning
Everybody really really loved him
Back then he was living in Kano
Him and all his siblings
Past the morning, past the night
Just running faster, out of sight
Soon I was flying by the light of
The second star to the right
No more worrying about
Ms. Drake thinks she's innocent cause shes 5 and 1
Mistake is what she made she'll see when I'm done
Sing dance have your fun was your birthday it's
Driven by addiction
The pattern would just repeat
He found the means to get well
Just once more to be alright
But this was many times stronger
And Peter
you really eased my mind.
I was troubled by the shapes
Of things to come.
Peter
Well, if you had my
Outlook your feelings would be
Numb, you'd
you really eased my mind.
I was troubled by the shapes
Of things to come.
Peter
Well, if you had my
Outlook your feelings would be
Numb, you'd
you really eased my mind.
I was troubled by the shapes
Of things to come.
Peter
Well, if you had my
Outlook your feelings would be
Numb, you'd
bound to the stake
No way out, no bailout, last punishment by (fire)
Peter Thompson: Men! Bind this heathen to the stake!
KK: I'll return one day soon,
to spend your time
With friends who don't shine like mine
And then they fuck you from the behind
How is that my fault
And all this time I thought you was
blake griffin, off the bullet by chris paul
And I got my dogs, Been grinding since the start
Had my life on pause, And I flipped it and restart
Started
involved in beef?
Half the time, I swear he was smoking pot leaf
To look tough, he'd drop skinny kids and tell lies
But then he got dropped, bitch pick
you really eased my mind.
I was troubled by the shapes
Of things to come.
Peter
Well, if you had my
Outlook your feelings would be
Numb, you'd
Blake Griffin, fat as fucking Peter
Know I stay driven, since I hit the gas on that 2 seater
Now my pace tipping, went to hitting miles from hitting
Oh man, Young Blake, I think you on to something
I think you may be on to something
I go by the name of persistence
You know what they say,
how to hold
But if you can't hit the charts, then you might as well fold
If you see me go, oh to sixty on dime
It's because you didn't know, I was
There was a time when I was alone
Nowhere to go and no place to call home
My only friend was the man in the moon
And even sometimes he would go away,
my success
But i take it day by day
The future holds stress
But I'm feeling ok
I'm dealing damage
On the mic stand
I was tryna go phantom
Like peter
a crack dealer by the name of peter
Had to buck him down with my 9 millimeter
He said I had his girl, I said "now what are you? stupid?"
But he tried
It's not usual, the game be, all up on some South shit
Straight west coasting, you can tell by my outfit
Red 'nati fitted, "Blood in, Blood out"
and the Venerable Bede is a tether for us
A multitudinous chorus that echoes through the fabric of life
Drake, Wren, Turing, Darwin
Blake, Lennon/McCartney
Guess who? D'you miss me?
Jessica Simpson, sing the chorus
When you walked through the door (woo)
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You're
Guess who? D'you miss me?
Jessica Simpson, sing the chorus
When you walked through the door (woo)
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You're
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