Lyrics:
You say hit me up if you need me, I'll always be there for you
But that's not what I'm needing, If I were to tell the truth
Call because you wanna
through with just speaking the truth
Because time slivers by it's like time is minute
You can be rocket and I can be Groot
Pockets filled up with toxins
Got keep it 98 plus two
AMN the ribe crew
Ubran politics what you going to do
We Hop up in that space ship and take a trip to Skyzoo
Keep it black like
chess not checkers you heard me.
Sugary wall. Scott D.A. get Timmay.
Gimme track, shit i'll get this back to you in 3 days.
Hit Rick, tell him we need
're blind to my success
Consumed by envy and pride
Wishing you had half the talent, but it's nowhere to hide
I'm in a league of my own, way above your league
me[00:49.57]To find out you'd know how to forget me[00:53.92]Even after all this time[00:55.65]I can't talk 'bout the way that I feel inside[00:57.97]I got hurt by
bah)
Because of the law, I had to conceal it (I go by Weezy Baby)
And if you mess around, you gon' make me reveal it, ay (tell you somethin' 'bout me
I'm coming out your radio
I don't know who you're hating bro
But from here i don't know
If up is the right way to go
Because when people start
N***** think they got bars, can’t even bench press
Rapping with your tracks and you call that success
I turned down, the turn up Accepting the average
Blaise Bailey Finnegan III is the name of an Iron Maiden vocalist and is also the name of the second track on Godspeed You Black Emperor!'s EP, Slow
wanna see[00:28.98]Let me go the way of my fathers[00:31.24]I was baptized in water[00:33.07]But I was also capsized by the blood on their
Getting jiggy with it
The money got me smiling like mase in 98
It's sunny days when the bank accounts elevate
I aint gotta brag you know what is
You know
a meteorologist
The word Pangea was given by
Alfred Wegener
Pangea means all lands
Because they were stuck together
Most of Pangea sat
In
Damn, shawty keep ringing my phone[00:07.97]Like lil bitch leave me alone[00:09.45]You left a nigga on ghost, so I'm on my own[00:11.61]Fuck that,
and raised by the west
Verse 1:
My name be reakon hang on a second
Let me hit a ghaw as the ghaw she's beacon
(Exhaul sound) I feel much better
Now let me
do my tunes just for you
And it's true that
Once again, look at who, who's back
I keep bringing heat to new school tracks
Everybody wants to do, do
of '98
Man, I just arrived
Brung a lot of smiles
What a joyous time
22 years gone by, and I'm tryna thrive
6 / 25, 2 years later
Celebrating my second
About 2 hit the freeway
880
Headed southbound
Bout to exit 98th
Ridin' up the Mac track
Niggas don't know how
To act
With 6 12s in the trunk
Blap Blap
I'm
on your job and get to working till your hip pop
Saved by Jesus blood every drip drop
Please protect your soul, because you got one to lose
This walk can be
mad cause you missed them score
All because your keys weren’t in the drawer
If you have this problem Here’s some advice
You should get a key ring
ain't nothing holding me back
You're never gonna push me off track
Cause I got a good foundation
Cause I came up came up from the concrete
There ain't
presidents
Soda mixed wit medicine
Born in 98
The realest mutha fucka ever since
I do my thing because i can the money stacking tall
Every body got some heat
First you got the single, then you got the double,
Then you got the triple, baby, we've been on a ripple
Now we hit more home runs than in '98 in
the become the scum rearranged uh
They said "focus ya anger" and bring the rhymes that you wrote
Because these folks will hang ya
I accepted their concerns
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