Lyrics:
call me a tour guide mess
Maybe the second act's rapid, I put it all on what's next
Maybe it's all good, but the struggle's still real
And if you feel
to do this, you see what I'm sayin?
If you feel the board, you feel around
We got tracks one to track 48
We find track seven, and break it down!
the house we'd lived in
I tried to think of all the pain
But all I remembered was the laughter
And the precious trust we can't reclaim
There are no second
branch
Dispatched by the Kremlin to sit and take cues
And if you hate what I'm saying then you can call it fake news
But ya'll gotta remember this world
of death
Walk
Only in the shadows
I know not by own strength, nope
Taught
During the battle there will
Never be a permanent loss
Because of the cross it's
I guess it's now or never
Entertainment by definition is a form of activity
That holds the attention or interest of an audience
We live in a world
what you got
Yeah, so get it in go sunny
Not everybody gets a second chance at getting money
Or even getting lucky so you gotta feel
The hunger in
from my own hood sneak dissing
But fuck them niggas cause all them niggas is bitches
Fly guy militia we living by the art of war
Niggas don't want smoke
There's no way we'll ever conceive the complete majesty of you
Fingerprints of you in my soul, create in me what dreams could only view, yeah
There's
on the window with wise-ass keys,
And they were driving out the lots in their Mercurys.
Green is like a boom to the what's dis non.
Diddy on dawn to the don
a canvas I'm the Group of Seven
A migraine, take two Excedrin
I'm the one twice over, I'm the new eleven
And if I die I'm a do it reppin', I never do
in circles you're roaming free
Chainable any second by things tryna hold me
Companion to the man who throw me bones or a frisbee
And if I get lost
If David had only gone to war
Him and Bathsheba would not displease the Lord
If we just stay where we're called
Then our purpose will make room for
not on a list
That's what I'm sayin', I drop science like a scientist
My melody's in a code, the very next episode
Has the mic often distortin',
not on a list
That's what I'm sayin', I drop science like a scientist
My melody's in a code, the very next episode
Has the mic often distortin',
Yeah
Kweli in the house
Dave West is what I'm talkin' about, you know?
Yea yea yea yo yea yo yea yea yea yo yea yo Yea yea yea yo yo
Make a joy
won't
But finding the prior is what makes this experience gold, yeah
Stray from the haze get enthralled by the clarity
A mace in your face just question
the point of all this suffering, if I end up as nothing?
Got to hang on to a reason by a thread
Oh, my world's at war
Lost all of its colours, leave
in an ocean
Just trying to keep His message inside of me
I'll make it through the storm by believing He's guiding me
Believing what I don't see, I know
in an ocean
Just trying to keep His message inside of me
I'll make it through the storm by believing He's guiding me
Believing what I don't see, I know
televise what my gun do
Spraying on a hater there no one to ever save ya I'm hitter ima hit you with the punch too
Nowhere to ever run to even if you do
Ima
the Civil War days.
The white and the black cowboy rode in like a blaze.
Some will implore - "all cowboys were white."
Well, I can tell you from fact
Mid-air floatin'
In there coastin'
Mid-air floatin'
Is there hopin'
Mid-air floatin'
In there coastin'
Mid-air floatin'
Is there hopin'
Have you fell
that real rap shit again
Well here I am Javion back and I ain't playing fair
They wondering if Imma take it there
Niggas swear they fye but I'm Top 5
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