Lyrics:
like Tyrone Biggums
In the cyclone of my own addiction
The voices in my head keep talking, I don't wanna listen
"You'll never be good enough, nigga,
Pain in my eyes, from my pupils I see red rain
Pain in my eyes, I was blind and now I see flames
Too many times took you back, you did the same thing
will vouch
Call yourself big thug
Got it in our bugs
Contemplating
How you'd roll
In a rug
Mid plague
But I'll honor your ask
K.I.A.
So I'll drop my
blinded by a dream and
The things that I coulda had
Soley guided by emotion
Stranded out in the open
Waves crashing overboard as my
Spirit was barely coping
his soul away 'cause she a soul sister
One over your head, one under your nose, nigga
If you're comin' back to life, then pull up in a Ghost, nigga
done
I gotta face the hangman
Or by the noose I swing
In the morning sun
Like a tipsy gypsy
Looking like I'd been had
But like the story says
This
an F
Jay receives an A for his essay
Spins til you're dizzy
Born to get busy
Is he the Jam Master?
Isn't he, or is he?
And my name is D
Abella, Tracy oder Shanuiqa
Meine Bitch hat Bock sie will skifahren
Sie gibt mir 10 10 head in dem Beamer
Du willst Smoke, geb dir kick auf Kiefer
I'd be there till' the end
Oh, so now you wanna stick by my side
Knowing damn well I will never do right by you
It's time for you, to get out of my head
a king overthrown
I watch it from a view like I was flying with a drone
It's not on CNN I seen a war right from my home
Infatuated by the shots, that shit
They scream Umelaaniwa
Wananiangalia
Judge me without a reason
Change on me like the seasons
And it gets inside my head
I can't help but feel upset
and your breath
Unlock my cage
There's no one who can judge
My faults are all yours
My head the greedy leech that pervades your one
We've grown together
COULD HEAR ME SCREAM MY HEAD OFF THIS TIME AROUND
IT’S IN A DITCH OUT WHERE I’M SURE IT CAN’T BE FOUND
BUT FOLLOW THE DISTANT CHORUS MADE FROM HOLLOW
buy ya
What ya want
They sent my nigga up the
Road
Put em in the room and
Lock the door
Jail call switch the lingo
Morris code
Fuck the rat niggas
seeing numbers
I used to rubber band it in my drawers
Been a broke nigga too
Couldn't even by that one girl that I loved flowers
Then I turned 22
trouble
Need a blessing can you make it not so subtle ?
I'm in some trouble judge told me i'd be nothing
For the first time I think I start to trust him
title, someone's idol
So, I'm mindful when I talk, 'cause if not, they'll cancel me to be spiteful, it's all a cycle
My head's chipped, so I smoke my
upstairs, keep it upstairs
Oh no, I thought I'd be by now
My head is a buzzing three-star hotel
Oh no, oh no, no, no, no no, no
But I keep it upstairs
Keep
she'd grant me all my wishes
cs she looked me in the eye
When all the bubbles started popping
She up and ran like a gazelle
I guess I gave the wrong
You don't know who the fuck I am
I am the worst fuck a limousine bitch I drive in a hearse
If you evil then bitch I'm live
I am the worst look at my
any person in sight
I'd like to be the most hated
Since day one, I was dropped on my head, socked till the skull stretched, chin cross-fucking stitched,
were dealt in my favor, you know?
(HORNS)
(PIANA')
Girl you know it's true
Mike D is in love
(with you)
You know I remember, the first time I saw you
got to watch who I'm around
Sometimes I feel like what's the point in trying
Seems like shit ain't going right
I keep losing all my loved ones
Oh no
I'm gonna explode
My mind's made of dynamite
Don't judge a life by the smile on a face
"How you doing?" "I'm great" Easy
I've been avoiding my problems
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