Lyrics:
breathin' helium
You're breathless, breaths I'm stealin' 'em
These rhyme schemes, I'm revealin' 'em
You won't believe what I achieve, the best of this
to
You'll wonder where I'll go to
Go to next
Go to ne-e-e-e-ext
It's 10 AM in Doraville, I'm asking the question
Is this really where I'm headed?
Is it my
saviour for real
Bringing these lines here in sync
I'm tearing these beats up l'm danger
Writing here all my shit
I'm pouring it out this head
You know we
when I don't got time
It's hard to keep getting by
But the 60 bucks per day are keeping me alive
This that shit that you gon do cuz
And to be honest I
Been making music and writing songs for over a decade
And not a person that's helped me, it's all been handmade
Cause writing songs is my daily
No introduction needed You already know who I am
Got the percussion heated Getting ready for the slam dunk
When this starts hitting your trunk I'm
recipe for happiness
I think this one is just a text that says I love you
If you rearrange the letters it says fuck you
Fuck you Queen of the Half and Half
Nah, what you get outta
Outta not writing your stuff down
On paper, you get the
More you know theexpression
The feeling yourself you know what
You
are, no matter who you are
Chorus
Brand Nubian cats spread
Verse Three: Lord Jamar
A four-letter word seldom heard
This my Love Letter
This my Love Letter
While I'm writing this I realized I could love better
While I'm writing this I realized I could love deeper
you think you number one?
With music, did you get make a ton?
Did you get to do everything you want by the sunset?
People call me number one
And I still
to the strictest regimen of music as medicine
Sixty four lines- A Pfizer designed Bizon
You already crossed up
And that was only the size-up
Feeling better than
myself
Took a risk, and grab my phone and made the music by myself, couldn't sit and wait for moments, obviously I could create
IPhone 4 recorded
through it
So put your hands in the sky for this midnight music
And baby, won't you come my way? You really gonna ride this wave?
I'm on my 'Panda' shit
a residence,
That is when they leave my tongue into your ears
This music, I don’t do it just to touch only my peers,
I’m giving you life, pain, and how
when they leave my tongue into your ears
This music, I don’t do it just to touch only my peers
I’m giving you life, pain, and how to conquer all your
tune, so I'll
Put on my guy mask and rebel costume
And smoke two
I'm writing this letter from jail not ready to make bail
At this point in time you
The time was four minutes after seven pm on a Wednesday evening
I have a recording session schedule for 9 O'clock which is 2 hours from now
I'm
you do? Where is the love of music? and i say, we need more love.
For you it's running
For them are summing
Let's solve this case
Is the society
(D-Block)
(Whole squad get it down like this)
(Crooked letter I)
(Whole squad)
(You can act stupid if you wanna)
(Whole squad get it down like this
the horse on a polo sweater
U wont find d*ck this good, I wont find
A p*m p*m wetter, made to measure, pain and pleasure
1 friend telling you to leave it
1
kept you
Thinking of this you keep repeating you miss
The rhymes from the microphone soloist
And you sit by the radio hand on the dial soon
As you
kept you
Thinking of this you keep repeating you miss
The rhymes from the microphone soloist
And you sit by the radio hand on the dial soon
As you
you dreamt of me turning blue
Cross my T's and dot my I's
I'm writing this letter
Only with the intention
That I may one day feel better
Until then,
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