Lyrics:
knew this better as a child
Oh how time always slowly slips away
(K.O Verse)
I been up, I been down
I been side to side
I been all around
Time
that
And so this is the problem for every artist
Because an artist is a man who makes his living by playing
Whether he's dancing, or painting, or playing
this is the problem for every artist
Because an artist is a man who
Makes his living by playing
Whether he’s dancing, or painting
Or playing music,
You know what the fuck going on man
This ain't nothing new man
Getting fresh like the First Day of Class man
You know how it be
I get fresh like
gets fed
Puttin kings in check, only true be fortold
I'm wrecking his fashion
By makin a statement with this tongue lashin
In ways you can't figure, is I
Yeah
Uh
Hey yo this is family shit right here man
This shit is family
This is my crew
You know what I'm saying
It's bout that butterfly effect
Cmon
would be
I made many mistakes in my past I can't fix
Now I'm staring at this crusifix tatted on my wrist
Is it true what they telling me, am I just
Hey baby, is this your first time at VACO show?
Let me holler at you
Please, you ain't got no game
We're gonna give you all something to work
to amaze me. Scholarships daily
God had this shit planned for me
Through everything I'm made to be
Walk by faith no by sight that's what got me here right
need help Because the black man is God
The government is after me And the worst is, black man is the Devil
I need help So this is to bring
the sudden behind the counter
He saw the hand of Mr Hand
The hand spoke to Jo Jinnan Jr and said What do you want in this life Jo
Jo replied Mr Hand I would
I sit alone in my four-cornered room staring at candles
Oh that shit is on?
Let me drop some shit like this here, real smooth
At night I can't
I sit alone in my four-cornered room staring at candles
Oh that shit is on?
Let me drop some shit like this here, real smooth
At night I can't
this what we're all living for today
The world that we created
You know that everyday a helpless child is born
Who needs some loving care inside
ends
Need to turn up urgent
Common live, I´m bored by this
Have to die on the apocalypse
'Cause I´m not faking - Socrates
Starting as local act
But I´ll
me bring why'all niggaz back to the very first scene now
December 4th, a child is born
Before I knew it, had my pops trousers on
That's how we do it
of an opponent
To think that you would just own it
Be honest you don't want this
Or maybe u do and it's haunting
Is a child from us too poignant
Is jumping
the real would know what it was
Yeah, know just what it is
Yeah, who better than this?
And when I make my appearance, you'll know it's me
Don't even make
there lies the key
Everything you are is what life can be
Love is inside your it's your shining sun
Open its doors and this love
Will reach everyone
Will
I've been trying to get this paper for as long as I remember
Flow is water let it take you, like the Scorpio, November
Got the art like Murakami
She
it's not quite murder yet
But Elizabeth is killing this set
What's that burning aroma?
This pervert's a nervous wreck
I have no remorse
And mean no
is our people this is our sound
This is our music, this is our voice
This is our movement, this is our choice
Get yourself our there, get yourself
The game is child's play
What's the matter with you whack kids
Yeah
This the takeover
Get with it or get lost
I'm taking no prisoner
Fuck what they told ya
at all
And then she's frightened
By footsteps in the hall
Her passive baby takes her tears
As her face turns toward the wall
This child, Marianne
Is caught
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