Lyrics:
I brunch with God instead
Love letters they wantin' read they've written on lead
Guardians that's set the price while over they head
In over they
some D's, dropped out, wanted to be Russell Simmons
Gotta keep workin', my head or in a vision
Where the kitchen at? Keep the lyrics written
Raid my
conversations with winners
'Cause these my brothers, love 'em to death
Written in stone, so when I'm gone, they huggin' our breath
Don't frequent Hell,
spot, thats saying a lot
Characters plotting but knew i would make it, written in the plot
Aint nothing secure they taking shots miss takes we got bullet
across the land
Led by a bleached blonde man with a mic in his hand
Act two, song's the only way for me to talk to you
Cos you're the king of hip hop
I'm
brought to you
By Xerox in four parts without commercial interruptions
The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon blowing a bugle
And leading
brought to you
By Xerox in four parts without commercial interruptions
The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon blowing a bugle
And leading
cause her son ain't make it far
He was fuckin with 2q then we put seven through his jaw
He diedd
Paranoia & a Menace as a mix
That look like take one
narrows her eyes
Everyone looks at my mother she is one of
If not the most influential
Socialites in the city
He hands her two passes
A red one for her
his cigar with his red suite on. But thru it all, Ray still gave us the purple and got gave a shot out to Connecticut in the incarcerated Scarface it’s
blah blah in my surroundings, I'm pulling za za out very proudly
Boy this yo punishment, red dot em, bury him right now to let him he grounded
Boy I got
life was real
Since I slept that nigga down on market
On my P's and Q's niggas watching
Keep that rocket right by my pocket
Moved back to the burbs now
Base on real time story this our love life is ain't funny mehn
I go by name to B L A Q C H I E E L D
I'm giving for the love
Giving for the love
I
Nothing can stop me not even me
It was written by the powers that be
That ima show you, yea you gone see
Gone be a legend, before I leave
Big ass
site passwords
Been a fortnight since my last short night
In foresight the forecast says cash first
My last words written on the bathroom stall
Math
No matter where we may roam on this Earth[00:31.39]The children of JaH[00:34.33]Shall always be strangers in a strange land[00:43.91]See
Sometimes I wonder when I was blowed on the streets
Anybody wanna step to me, I'mma see how rough they be
In this session, manifesting on my P's and Q
[Featuring Mobb Deep]
(Intro / Mobb Deep):
Ha ha...
Yeah...
Uh huh right...
Part the crowd like the Red Sea...
Let's
Moves Through This World Label Copy
Produced by: Thomas Anderson Bookwalter for Thomas Anderson Music Productions
Written by: Wyatt Easterling
what’s digging
Shock is holding me down
Peeps are living in darkness
Captives are helpless, countless rituals
They are making it commercial by wicked peeps
a story into that goodnight
Sing us a song for me
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
Red alert is the color of panic
Of where I'm at most of the time like
Kind of aloof and salty and
Also young and black
Last question there's a poem about you
Written in
1995 by your family
to ten
Cuz on first page of life written in red
You'll never make it here if you don't learn how to bend
Don't speak unless you're spoken to little girl
the nina for our be foes in a gamble
That's what life is and it's hard to handle
When the bible says worship this by the scriptures written by man though
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