Lyrics:
know sometimes life hates and troubles
Can make you wish you were born in another time and space
But you can bet your lifetimes that and twice it's
Here we go
My big ego is gonna get me in trouble
Trying to play hero
My jeans can't tight like Michael Phelps speedo
We no play follow fashion,
you then munch you smartphone
I will never fumble I was born to be smart Joe
Do you feel my struggle my muscle will last for ever ever
I gotta get by
a joint
Go through all the trouble
Everything turns to rubble
What's the point
What's the point
Long-term struggles
Short-term snuggles
Bit by bit, step by
fragile face
Enchantment falls around me
And I know I cannot leave
Here's a meaning for my life
A shelter from the storm
Pacify my troubles with
Her
will see the drive
What I'm driven by
Your gift getting money
And flexing muscule
The Hunger The Hustle
Merchandise traders
Product for consumer
with many and they'll call her a slut
He'll sleep with even more and they'll call him a stud
For the rules are made by the ones who've always had it
From a young teen, a murder team, inspired by crime
See Allah Just granted permission for my position
Sit down, write rhymes, escaping this repetitive
it just fly by
Don't let nobody tell you to stop, just get it done
(I was) born ready, me, I'm rappin' till the end of time
Super Mega said in a song,
All through the summers, into January
I've been visiting morgues and monasteries
Looking for the necessary body parts
Limbs and livers and brains
to focus on my health
I was born alone so I'm a die all by myself
I can't blame you first I got to blame myself
How I get in this position what the hell
broke the chains I'm born again
From the burdens of the past
By your blood I'm free at last
Ohhhhh
Because You love me says the Lord
I will rescue You
I
Kay s: that's the reason why the slate being cleaned catch me ever blazing and you'll never dirty question
Flash: Cuz i be the new born
Kay S: cnd be
name is, man we got a real crew, we got
Motherfuckers over here rapping for real, eat pussy on records and
Shit, that shit ain't what's happening, we
a way
Pray for protection and keep the 40 by up waist
Just he be around every morning when you wake and bake.
Sam Tate with the bars I will serve you like
[Originally by Albert King]
Born under a bad sign
I been down since I begin to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all
seek
Don't be deceived
By the things you see
The world gives you
Nothing for free
Break the walls
All the pain will flee
No one is born without
A silver
for those who with me, sing that shit
As it go a little somethin' like this
Lodi Dodi, we likes to party
We don't cause trouble, we don't bother
for those who with me, sing that shit
As it go a little somethin' like this
Lodi Dodi, we likes to party
We don't cause trouble, we don't bother
a coroner
Back when crack was enormous
Moved it to Maryland so
That couldn't harm us thinking I was OK
Got in more trouble as I got up that age
And I was
know sometimes life hates and troubles
Can make you wish you were born in another time and space
But you can bet your lifetimes that and twice it's
the light
A day in the life
of a corporate avenger
Who god sent to offend ya
All day and all fucking night
Born to ride, Down for life
I'll be down for
paint us too
We were born in the American bubble
Unaware of other's trouble
By the luck of the draw
We found ourselves
In the heart of the American dream
the game, born in it
Sworn in it, swerving in it, born for it
Every time I wanna leave, I just can't go away
These streets keep callin' my name
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