Lyrics:
the creator of love
But I've these pale white stone upon my mountain throne
They hold the fear inside, from which you hide
Covet three pale white stones under
Goodbye
I wipe it off on tile, the light is brighter this time
Everything is 3D blasphemy
My eyes are red and gold, the hair is standing straight up
wipe it off on tile, the light is brighter this time
Everything is 3D blasphemy
My eyes are red and gold, the hair is standing straight up
This is not
circuitry inside my head
Strung together by a code far
Too complex for any man
To understand
I automate morality
True unimpeded total rationality
See if men
the ghetto go figure
Yeah she got macked by some dope dealin' nigger
Still seein' that other kid on the side
She kept most of her thoughts inside
See all
dey happen for streets
Just give me like three minutes, three minutes
Baba make I just give you small bars
Make you for feel my talent small, eh
Baba,
a Gucci pull over
Don’t get stuck inside the hood go and take da hood over
I'ma judge a nigga by the first page
I don't let shit fly bitch like a bird cage
I'm the usher in the aisle
III just cracked a smile
I just cracked the top, watched it drop
You woulda thought it was a vial
Tryna find the pin inside
hide their diversity, & seek comparison
America
Praised by Red-necks, that drive diesel
Where Marlboro's allowed, but cannabis illegal
And even when
feet
You see, I am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown
The purple and yellow, but first, I gotta
describe
You got to feel the vibe
Embrace your inner fire
And play with me tonight
Red’s the colour of your dress
You wake my imagination
I hope you got
hands that wave
Double edged-sharp
Take part and start the flow of the colour red
Old man Prev, an omen, a legend
Beats are produced by my
I ain't goin' in the club, 'less I got the tool on
Goin' against the gang, that's the way you get shoot on
Code red, I don't give a fuck who I knew
water
Not at all could you find it
But you see I be VIP
Hit the club don't need ID
We stepped in when we leave like three
She came with you but leave with
Entices him to look inside
And then we'll have him, one, two, three
Kidnap the Sandy Claws, beat him with a stick
Lock him up for ninety years, see
Entices him to look inside
And then we'll have him, one, two, three
Kidnap the Sandy Claws, beat him with a stick
Lock him up for ninety years, see
Entices him to look inside
And then we'll have him, one, two, three
Kidnap the Sandy Claws, beat him with a stick
Lock him up for ninety years, see
thirty-three
Extraordinary
Janey blue
My Janey Blue
Living on the edge
Suspended by a thread
Fighting fires inside your head
Sometimes...
You were so
(Okay, let's go, let's go)
(1, 2, 3)
I don't know
Everything that's inside of your mind
Just know that I'm gon' by your side
When everything that
the rappin, we'd be mackin'
It's a good thing that we're rappin'
There was a time when they called me Smooth Eddie
Playing the hoes and shook the red card
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
oh)
Colour red is how I paint the track
(Red)
Bright side, painted black
Night time ain't that bad
Night rhymes by the bags
Whilst we shift dribs
Ended up in a dangeon
I keep it a hunnid to myself self
So I keep on pushing
Jordan 3's getting torn apart
From sad roads that Im walking
My life
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