Lyrics:
Rap metaphors and riddle out this motherfucker
Work second floors, hospital out this motherfucker
Some how we gotta get up out this motherfucker
Some
with her hair undone
All I know is that the mother's here
In the blistering, August sun
She's missing out on the traditional meal
To plot her next
not the sort for promises
But don't end my day with work undone
Tho at the first sign of trouble
I've been known to - cut and run
Babe I've been down
It's been several months
I remember the first footsteps
I really thought I'd handle it without
A step by step booklet i'm such a douchebag
The fact I
of the kill, all the blood you can spill
We'll paint the town red, flood the streets with the dead
We are born from the blood
Made men men by the blood
Undone by
of the night?
You crowd in one bedroom apartments
Work three jobs
You're just exhausted
And you're still just
Barely scraping by
Sometimes you wonder if they're
to a crawl
Once we find out we're not special at all
Feathers and wax
The wings come undone
"Get back to work, kid, there's no time for fun"
You're too close
You're on course to leave unsatisfied
So we here have assembled a task force
To forcibly reroute your flight
Now since we're flying real close to the sun
the best for the job have a literary work too!
If you didn't know it have fun
Have the boat Rama-Jai have to place in the road
Fine boy, have the place in
Make me a forgery
The image of a man I will never be
Perfect
Flawless
Blessed by the hand of the goddess
Craving
Vampire
Between the grave
Shawty snap
Ah ho yea
Snap ya fingaz do ya step you can do it by yaself
Play pal what up
Excuse me but this
Verse has not been russel simmons
pounds here.
And young nigga's push work by the pound in... (CALI)
Yeah we get down in cali, leave 'em in the ground in cali.
I'm from the state where they
emphasize the show, we got ego
Make this your night, just slip it right, and by day
As the people say, live it up, shucks
No work or play, our world is free
and stuff
Dont nobody wanna see you happy
They always tryin to take your joy and bring you down
But you gotta be the one to sit by your man
And say "ima be
…
Fire fire fire pon dem
Shine bright no stopping
Sun plus moon
Made me
Cosmic boy basics
Pulling up in a blue whip
105 I rep the matrix …
Builder
the midnight,
And high over Ballina town
Our banners in triumph were waving
Before the next sun had gone down.
We gathered to speed the good work, boys
The true
be actin like boys
If that's the case go play wit sum toys
Only care if they name Making some noise
This ain't Chicago Illinois
Jit yeen got no opps
I love you like Friday
With no work on Monday
I love you like how Preacher's feel
When they gotta work Sunday
Look
I love you like moonlight
I
by my crib I’m ‘bout to scroll another blunt
Its plus 9 outside it feeling colder cause no sun
I see the feds on the other side chilling in the lot
See
comfort
Even though I haven't come far
Little boy I give you my word
Even though my mind is at war
I will try to give you shelter
Even if I'm just a shell
spitter with a pro black agenda
Supported by the black referendum
And this only a sliver of the splendor
Homie it's the sensei
A dope boy with a flow no lo
Gone fishin' (I'm real gone, man)
You ain't working anymore (could be!)
There's your hoe out in the sun
Where you left a row half-done
You claim that
Gone fishin' (I'm real gone, man)
You ain't working anymore (could be!)
There's your hoe out in the sun
Where you left a row half-done
You claim that
the flick
Ya boy had to work to climb up out the dirt
Shawty love me I wanna see how much its worth
Fuckin up having the opposition on your turf
Line em up
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