Lyrics:
won't get
Mask on, tired of your cough and your snot, you're fuckin tired of the news fuckin tired of all the sadsack shit suits sayin live by yourself
This for the ones
(Never had none and never been bought)
Live by the gun
(Die by the gun, rifle sun)
Grind for the Ghost
(World for my girl,
live, real rap's back again
You in tune to the real, Hard Truth Soldier radio
The "Sonic Jihad" continues
Where you either with us, or you against us
is the pound chrome Huxtable brownstone
Major paper cake by the layers
If these dudes is live I'm the created player
They callin' 'em kings when
Oh (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
Oh (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Go, go for the moon)
Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me
I ain't
you believe? Somebody say
Somebody ought to stand up and say yea
Lift up your hands and say
Oh yea yea yea!
Lift up your hands to your king
my girl gotta keep her grip tight
I live on the edge
And by that I mean ledge
And by that I mean my pen is linked with my head
And I been on a binge
Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me
I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed
She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
creepin' on a come up
Can't be stopped by no haters
So my
Path is chosen, just one obstacle left
My greatest adversary
Myself
Somebody tell me
Who run it?
clouds orange sky paint a heavenly scene
What does it mean to live happy in a world so mean?
Why do the good die young like Martin Luther King?
I gotta
the kings lap.
Heard by her cruel words
Dhruva looked at his father with tearful eyes
But the king did not say a word for fear of earning displeasure
know when you showing them love
That you're just trying to help
But your life will be passing you by if
You don't get it done for yourself
And the way
and my newphew's picture
They say don't let this cruel world get ya, kinda suspicious
Swearin' one day you might leave me, for somebody that's richer
Which was worn by the One beaten and torn
Killed by the same dust people He'd formed
But He emptied Himself---paused the wealth
Put independent use of His
distributor
Dem use crack like ? future
? live like we a vulture
?
?
Man a kill man ?
A-mi say oh yes, oh yes, mi don't want none more of that
Woy,
Writer on TV's hottest show
The King Kaiser Comedy Cavalcade and every Saturday night at 8 pm we went on the air live!
Five minutes!
God, once, just
do, you
Grab her by her neck, throw her on the wall
Say, "Bitch don't ever disrespect me, never not at all"
These simple words can put a pause
and be seen
We all kings
Just a reminder to myself
You got to learn to live above the things of men
You don't need these niggas do it by yourself
But if
think about my mother and my father dead,
They did everything for me use to make my bed.
Told me bed time stories how we hung from trees,
Injected us with
The light is killed by darkness
That's the world we live in, man there ain't no way around it
Every time that you want to go and climb a mountain
Brown Cigarillos
History keeps repeating itself, like a Biggie instrumental
America's a glass house and my revenge is mental
Rather use my brain than
understand, someone who feels the same.
When you live in a cookie cutter world being different is a sin.
So you don't stand out. And you don't fit in. Weird.
stole somebody's dope and a gold rope
Now my son's on the run, he's a wanted one
Had fun then was done by a shotgun
Upstairs I cover my ears and tears
of activity is governed by the wishes of somebody else
Them niggas wanna see me runnin', they know I won't
They say misery loves company, no, I don't
Ain't
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