Lyrics:
Fill the magic chords and make it seem like today
You never knew that you could be
Enchanted by a melody
The years will never drive it out
You
Fill the magic chords and make it seem like today
You never knew that you could be
Enchanted by a melody
The years will never drive it out
You
Fill the magic chords and make it seem like today
You never knew that you could be
Enchanted by a melody
The years will never drive it out
You
Fill the magic chords and make it seem like today
You never knew that you could be
Enchanted by a melody
The years will never drive it out
You
Fill the magic chords and make it seem like today
You never knew that you could be
Enchanted by a melody
The years will never drive it out
You
Fill the magic chords and make it seem like today
You never knew that you could be
Enchanted by a melody
The years will never drive it out
You
Fly away, mi love you, mummy
Audrey Powell, Lacey
Mi never deh deh when u tek you last breath
when mi frwd dem a tell me seh u lef
How u gone
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
bringa melody that always seems to ring a
Bell as well, let's make it so you can tell
Yo, it's coming from Compton where the ballers dwell
'Cause I'm
but I'm back on the soil
Got my crown tilted, my gown quilted, Tipper Cashmere
Burned the room down in a minute, built it last year
Newsflash, I
for the day
Why waste time
Make it last
Lets live right now cause tomorrow comes to fast
I look back on our adventures
And how we dreaded for September
Can you make me some Bou Lou?
Said come on now, pass the Bacardi
Hit me up with that invite
And imma be last to the party
Whoo!
I don't even think I
raised by DMX the last
Real nigga alive, nah nigga it's still real
Niggas alive tonight we
Real niggas alive, we alive tonight
Bruh, we alive tonight, bruh
I'ma fall on be
Can't see it
Well I'm a zebra y'all
("Half Puerto Rican, half black, but you don't speak Spanish")
Don't call me zebra y'all
("Half
and over and over i was raised by
KRS 1, I was raised by Tribe Called Quest
I was raised
By DMX the last real nigga alive? Naw
Nigga! We real
Niggas alive,
with awe-filled reverence towards that
Glorious huge majestic sphere
I was just so overwhelmed by its sheer immensity,
I had to pop myself a beer
with awe-filled reverence towards that
Glorious huge majestic sphere
I was just so overwhelmed by its sheer immensity,
I had to pop myself a beer
away
Always running from consequence
Tryna make change out of pounds and pence
Money in my wallet goes to a fix for my head
You could call it medication,
days of our lives
You wink, it goes by
So we'll just get it with no edits
And anything goes, so no time for closed minds
And free my Lil' Weezy
when it's fourteen below
I'm seeing shit but the dough theme is a slow dream to blow)
I been working at my set I don't need a fucking back drop
Never
Steal your faith, take a puff, inhale my name
Smoke on it, shit, choke on it
Bitch nigga, I'mma make a hit nigga
Hot mother fucker down to the skit
For the brotherhood of fatherhood
R.I.P. to Eric Powell. Rest well. Yeah
One time for the Babas on the front line. (Yeah)
Two times for the fathers
made up
Your injuries you can't hide with make-up
You need some medical advice, you make up
A little lie to say just in case
The doc opens his eyes
vibe, DBZ on the couch
Left on read, I’m numb to it now
That’s that grudge I hold to a fault so you might as well hate me
(Call it truth talk like theme
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