Lyrics:
this is not a wonder land with silly tricks for silly kids
The fear you feel is just your intuition kicking in
To help you with the dreariness of what
and turned outs his lights
Be a fool for war don't let your boys divert you
Soup you up to battle me, kid, and I hurt you
Superior intellect made me
much for watching
Who was that you were just talking to
On about doctors, you wonder
I know I'm a goner
And I don't need someone to talk to
I just need
on the Westside, Westside
(Fly niggas, getting by)
For my niggas up north of course
(Fly bitches, fly bitches)
For my niggas up north of course
(Fly and getting
over
I promise I'm way colder
The fans keep saying that they're hungry for new music
Well that's pretty convenient 'cause I just made a plate for 'em
forgets to take a pill
Overload is overkill
What... what are families for?
He's at the wheel, she's at his side
Three kids in back out for a ride
boys
Tonight we're droppin' by 'cause your parents left
The Beastie Boys gonna let you know
Your sister's def
Your sister's def
She's so huh, is
Run for your lives, oh my God
Yo watch it! Yo what everybody runnin' for?
This is it, run for your lives
Motherfucker quit pushin'!
Oh my God,
majorly
Taking swings so fatally
I was laboring
Catering to all your needs disgracefully
An you were taking me for everything
Hmm
I don't know what I was
the dice, every soul's gotta price
For a fiend while your teen do things you won't believe
And kids in poverty pull tricks and robberies
So do what you
2020
Vote your conscience
Vote your truth
We're gonna keep this positive for the youth
And bring this country together
No matter whether
We beat this
songs
Dropping 10 songs mixtapes only Just for fun
He tried to show it to some people But they were saying it's fake
So he kept it underground like it was
Yo, we are no superstars
Who wanna be large and forget who we are
Don't judge us by bank accounts and big cars
No matter how bright we shine we're
felt he had wings
Life was almost awesome, except for some things
The kid got bullied, very very badly
There were nine teens on the street screaming
yeah true
Feeling broke by the man
Racked tight took a cue
Cops flew by
Chasing a civic
Picked up a brick
And made a new entrance
Like a magic trick
This was Then
To be read by a city girl
Who'd come to visit, for a while
Serving drinks and magic tricks
Without any hint of style
I didn't want
were made in the image of God
Retain that image by giving up such pitiful copings
For being like a fucking creature
Oh Lord, I need your hand again
Oh
is demons
Keep your heart locked
You never know what they thinking
Head up never show
I'm a man that's how it go
But I can't help my emotions
Girl for
Each one cut by hand, by master glassworkers"
She draws her eyes from me for
A second to look up
"Takes one's breath away to think about it"
Mum loves
side
West side, nigga
West side
Who are you to tell me who to be
I been making money since the kid 13
Handouts
Bitch, this a trick, no Halloween
I'm
sickened by the claims, while positions never change
Just who we point the finger at for the blame
I'm fed up and aggrivated
Over worked and irritated
Your cornerstone tricks got you in a hot mess
Steady ducking some kids that'll blast you on sight
Lose your life over ice and a unpaid price
Generosity
will be Mrs. Coke
Girl's so pretty, kids with little niddys
Hope the years go slow, slow
Surrounded by intelligence, life through education
Healthy
to dig some
Up to the surface for my peeps to understand
I'm not a superhero, I'm another ordinary man with a plan
But you and I, we're much alike
We both
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