Lyrics:
I know your baby never hurt nobody
But he got his ass smoked at that Mustard party
Og Blood, everybody know me when I came in with the little
(At this point the interview fades whilst the music grows in intensity)
Then, before I left, I turned around and told the judge "I'm here to state
Thats why i write these rhymes til it aint no ink
But
This is America, we make catchy songs about killing each other if you aint from the area
A shame im
High Wycombe, England, grew up and died in Buckinghamshire, England by miraculous assumption C. AD14/17 where he is known as Infant at the age recorded
High Wycombe, England, grew up and died in Buckinghamshire, England by miraculous assumption C. AD14/17 where he is known as Infant at the age recorded
is to say we live in a blind society
I mean, a society that is blind to it'self
Is blind to the rest of the world
When I listen to music there's
loving, is the size of my shoe
And that's the new size that'll hold you, let your shit come through
See one deep I'm whooping clicks, gangs
With my 50
loving, is the size of my shoe
And that's the new size that'll hold you, let your shit come through
See one deep I'm whooping clicks, gangs
With my 50
And tells me I smell like piss-a.
His drink, Jimmy Beam.
His chaser, a beer.
After that, various alchohols.
That's when the beatings get so severe,
I sleep,
I
don't want milk, I need meat...
HolyGhost fire to the feet...
So take the gos-pel, to the steets...
Deliverance is my belief
There-ain't-no-li-mits-to me
when
You start stepping and I gotta change ‘round
Every single time that
I see guys with my three eyes
Please, would you stop it? Would
You just knock
That's when the beatings get so severe
Asleep I pray he falls
But don't feel sorry for me
Things weren't always this bad
Why, when I was a young
like me blood on the street
Busting the heat, rappers like me shoot in the street
Seen people killed by police
It's crazy to me I can see people like me
to free you
When they see you up then they want you down
How I am supposed to fly
When ur tied to ground
Corporate America causing mass hysteria /
116 clique members
People who are unashamed of the gospel of Jesus Christ
Let me tell you where we're from dog…
[verse 1:]
New Jerusalem, that's my
around me
The law evolve around me
The shit people do to get a
Piece of me astound me
Blood stains my face when drug deals go wrong
I'm given
wouldn't need any legislation
You wouldn't need any amendments to the Constitution
I don't see any American dream, I see an American nightmare
I'm one
Music is my purpose. Music is my medicine. I'll do anything
If you want me to grant you any of your wishes
I'll help you prove yourself
Now I want
grief
Better be prepared when you cowards fuck wit me
I bust and flea, these niggas must be crazy what??
There ain't no mercy motherfuckers who can
mind because I be livin within a time
I gotta be so defined, by the rhymes I write every line so tight
And I might just fly like Michael's type when I
on
Niggas was gone when the frame was on
I'm gettin' breakin' them balls daily
Is there a ghetto in heaven or
Do I go to hell?
See, seems I was sentenced
I made arrest the president America ate me
Spoke the truth that the gov't hates me
They labeled me a prejudice poet
I'm speaking
and wordplay's first place
And no man could ever change it
It's my destiny
No plan could effect my dream
I've done sets for Kane and sets with Dean
And when I
see blood, I'm like a Great White
Catch you slippin' on a late
Night and it's no bark, straight bite
Watch you bleed out as reality
Starts to sink in
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