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heart
The cuckoo in the nest
Gives so little of himself away
Which is the reason why you will stay
In case he falters, should betray
By whom or what
heart
The cuckoo in the nest
Gives little of himself away
Which is of course why you will stay
In case he falters, should betray
By whom or what
and animals live by their instincts
Their motive fighting's their will to win
Wise man never loved doesn't need the complication
Passion brings no
This is a come up
Grinding for the ones that I love

Fuelled by the passion and pain
And all the bullshit that I've been through
Still I hold my
This is a come up
Grinding for the ones that I love

Fuelled by the passion and pain
And all the bullshit that I've been through
Still I hold my head
The ones that stood by me like soldiers
You were there

I know you love me

But I'm still waiting for the Lord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'
me truest thoughts
Your hidden motives full of passion who would of thought
Come hollar at me baby, love me for my thug nature
Far from a player
your body even mo'
Oh god help me identify me truest thoughts
your hidden motives full of passion who would of thought
Come hollar at me baby, love me
don't, we won't settle for less
You should hate us with a passion or love us to death
The feeling of enchantment, this blissful rapture
Hits home for some,
The ones that stood by me like soldiers
You were there

I know you love me

But I'm still waiting for the Lord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'
died gaspin'
Murder without a motive its ya boy I gotta passion
N I be puffin on that kush like Ashton, Sebastian
You don't wanna fuck around gattin'
hit my pulse
And stifled the idle eagerness to grow into my clothes
No one that I know is any longer good at actin'
Like they comprehend the motive
mothafuckas sold soap
Got rich selling hope to the hopeless
But I’m a thinker, methodic in my motives
I motivate to put my niggas into motors
No woman, no
van with musicians and go south
Visit Atlanta, Memphis, Tulsa, Texas
Plug in the decks, check the mics, fight the wreckage
Keep the, keep the motive in
[Killah Priest]
It's time..

I'm tied up in the basement, blindfolded by nine soldiers
With rare paintings and fine sculptures, they spoke blatant
Then crashed in the side of loco-motive with rap, I'm loco
It's like handing a psycho a loaded handgun
Michelangelo with a paint gun in a tantrum
About
Sometimes I feel like I've been infiltrated
Mama told me I'm too related
By niggas I'm often hated
The reefer keeps me sedated

I've waded through
to move streets

Time Frame

Now or never power measured by violent terror
Allowing a sense of the vibe that ties it together
As clever interventors found
words in a bismol energy
It's time I society beats release

Inner breathlessness, outer restlessness
By the time I caught up to freedom I was out
eggs Benedict
Pigs lick shit, rip with words in a bismol energy
It's time I society beats release

Inner breathlessness, outer restlessness
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