Lyrics:
a lyrical master/
Man know they don't wanna test me don/ don't matter bout anything they test me on/ dem man are on sus and test but il still crush they're
a lyrical master/
Man know they don't wanna test me don/ don't matter bout anything they test me on/ dem man are on sus and test but il still crush they're
Excuse me if I start to get into my feels
Mental health is serious to me
So, I ask you to beg my pardon
As it's about to get real- for reals
I'm
pitch me the rock and I'm gon' run it like I'm Saquon
Hut 1, Hut 2 then I'm gone
I got these niggas shook like her booty in a thong
She play my song got
as Salmonella is
I rock polish, topic solid
If you wonder what it was
Then just go back a bunch
Got a hunch if you wonder whodunnit
You know it's me I brung it, I
and see
In the lowlands, nestled in the heat
A brier cradle rocks its babe to sleep
Its contents watched by Sycorax and Patagon in parallax
A foretold
the door to meet a fiend by the store
And I heard 'so you off touring?'
I turn and seen his whore that I used to fiend for that aint never let me score
hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Pull up to your mammy house
I put yo' family straight to sleep
Ridin' with the duster by my side
I'm 'bout
Might need to build me a church for these heathens
Big nigga, Henry VIII when I'm feasting
Tryna butter me up, get cool with my legion
The kernel in
a steeple, and a pile of
Blankets outside of Trinity Cathedral
Every weekday morning he would walk right by
With a three piece suit, new shoes
And a tie
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
WE IN THE CITY
I GOT NO TIME FOR CONVERSATION PEOPLE PHONEY
WE TAKING OVER WATCH ME COME WITH THE GLIZZY
A CAMEL IS A HORSE DESIGNED BY A THE GANG
IF
I got rocks in my bed, and I can't sleep there no more, no more.
I got rocks in my bed, and I can't sleep there no more.
Old rockin' chair's got me
he couldn't get no sleep
And no shit ain't sweet out here slide by at the right time
You'll just be another victim of that East side crime
No no they
Before R. Kelly had his teens.. Wutang had their cream
Slick Rick had his rings... crack rock had it's fiends
Martin Luther had his dreams, Stevie
Run up on me - you get shot in your sleep
I just moved a key and brought the coke in by the beach
Archeologist, selling rocks for the cheap
I am not
No sleep gangAnnotate, insomnia gang
We out here trafficking, that mean I'mma find me a lane
You wanna be celebrities, you remind me of lames
But
heartbeat
Hope it cradles me and rocks my heart to sleep
Protector in the light and a stranger in the dark
And he don't say anything more
Bound by
I don't know how to act my age
I ain't got no home theres no place for me
I can't keep a girl I can't get no sleep
I'm a animal maniac what you know
will start to weep
And I will start to weep
As you rock me off to sleep in your arms
Dream Machine I've lost my mind
Somewhere in the land of sleep
Don't
We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll
Built this city, we built this city on rock and roll
Say, "You don't know me or recognize my
Yea, reminisce nigga
Be blessed
Dreamin' but I don't think I'm a sleep tonight
I'm livin' the dreamin'
This just can't be life
See I would
so just let me go
When I'm in my world I'm the one in control
If the feeling's right might just dance through the night
Let me Rock the House
Well I
so please just pray for me
I can't even roll in peace, I can't even go to sleep
I can't even think without a hater try to bust down and try to get
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