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Mentality that suppresses humanity
Some of you here probably remember the night
When the Donda tweets came through
Me and I started talking about professions
the light and living, people, this is my new religion
I am drifting, do you mind? (Drifting, drifting)
Touching the divine (Drifting, drifting)
When I close
cause it feels so good in real life
And not just cause it's something that's all made up
You ready to come break my hair yet
Ready to come watch Raised
lucky, my God! Flight of Icarus in those grubby dirty by now horribly sticky little fingers and
hands and grubby palms, and oh what else is grubby, I don't
don't care how many years you got, it's on your life
There's nothing that a man can't do when
His hand is on your life (it's on my life)
And His hand
my bed, I'ma lie in it, mum
Live by the gun, die by the gun (chyeah)
All the blood, sweat and tears that I shed was all worth it
When I see my
Even when I fall your hand
You still dey hold my hand
Lover of my soul, You nor dey break my heart
I'll sing about your mercy
I'll sing about your
in Hollywood cause I remember when I had 50 Cent, up In Da Club
All my life I knew I was major, I don't need no major
I don't even write rhymes, I
halftime I like to bring in the bands
My life's a dream I'm the man
When I go to sleep I dream it again
Gotta a feelin Jetta scheming again
It's a different
my nigga, let me ask this question
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan (one two, one two)
Uh when shit hit the fan,
a better person, you'll forever be working
I don't want that version, Ross said it best
You measure success by how many people you bless
When you left,
It's the home of the brave
You can tell where I'm from
If you take a look into my eyes
'Cause it's 274 that I rep
'Til the day that I die
If you see
the three MCs
That shock the house for the young ladies
And when you come inside, into the front
You do the Freak, Spank, and do the Bump
And when
When you face the D-line your bottom lip will quiver
I trust the boys on this team, yeah I'd give 'em my life
Even though half of them are duller than
with Christ by my side and I'm catching these bars
Trust me I ain't no stresser
Why would I ever be stressing when I got Jesus inside
I know you know we
on the board and jumped right into the deep end. Before they could react. I just started swimming. They love that story.
At this time in my life, I kept saying
the three MCs
That shock the house for the young ladies
And when you come inside, into the front
You do the Freak, Spank, and do the Bump
And when
offended when I kamui the kunai and murderous shiruken back at you bye
Talk to the gunbai
Look into my eye and then see the pain
Mangekyo showing Rin fall
or ketamine
Every horse makes gelatine
Old ways make by-products
The dairy cow made into Prada
Your old scars tell new stories
Life lived since you swore you
Just picked up the motherload from Amado
Count up dinero me and my amino's
Chickens just landed came in thru Tijuana
Brick same color skin tone
into my 2017 expenses
You were watchin' news upstairs
(You were watchin' the news upstairs)
A coyote was walking around
With a jar on his head,
in Hollywood cause I remember when I had 50 Cent, up In Da Club
All my life I knew I was major, I don't need no major
I don't even write rhymes, I
toastin' to the good life
You that faggot ass nigga tryna pull me back, right?
When my joint get to pumpin' in the club it's on
I wink my eye at your
lying
I'm throwing up new Stabs whenever you flex
I turn the battleground into a duplex
So who's next for a round in the head?
You're mine now bi- ah,
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