Lyrics:
They keep asking who I am like they don't know my name
Lyrics to hard to understand but this deep rooted pain
My name I with double p's and you can
I'm tryna be the best so I'm testing my limits
While perfecting my lyrics by connecting with spirits
Letting you hear it cos I'm trapped at the minute
Tonight I might die
So I'm standing in the centre
Of the universe trying to
Write My lyrics
In the skies
Because
Tonight I might die
So I'm standing
on your mind?
Not nickles and dimes
Lyrics and rhymes
Floetrizzle was deemed to shine
But I'm never online
What's goin on in your head?
Never been kweffed
Kickin the funky Islam, my lyricals slippin em like petroleum, slowly I'm
Pumpin the flow of the lyric, I'm breakin em off with the radical texture
I'm one
got the time to smoke this, hold this
Yo G, roll by in a blacked out TT, Megaman carry two gats easy
Seeing stars, and a mister wanna jack me
Jack me
The political course of an original boss
Sent by the Lord with a cross, giving you the cost
Step outside your box, get that mind unlocked
Time to stock, when you
the message man
These lyrics aren't for everyone
Only few understand
No no no no no no
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
You don't know my brain
The way
diverted by this lyric when you hear it
Ricochet any style any day
Any which way and you'll Cherish the Day like Sade
The advanced oratorical techniques I
got the time to smoke this, hold this
Yo G, roll by in a blacked out TT, Megaman carry two gats easy
Seeing stars, and a mister wanna jack me
Jack me
in our hearts
We won’t break or bend, they won’t tear us apart
But she was tricked by her faith in the future
Those wicked machines and those obedient
high school we studied Marx
Yeah he had pretty eyes
But I wonder why and where we have to go
I have a tendency of biting
My nails when I'm bored
Sit
Karl Marx till your blue in the face
But if you've never left the house with a tool by your waist
And your shoe tightly laced, Cos the feds might give
performing
The dreamer must stay awake
Shapeless riddles told by pompous rogues
Pantomime preachers present
Empty eyes staring, sunken eyes glaring
it's replaced by light
Dahmer, Ramirez - and their kind
Darwin and Marx, blind leading the blind
I was in Milwaukee in 1989
How I wish I'd led Jeffery
Quduus
Holy tongue words made of gold
Quduus
Lyrics of the God spit a scroll
Quduus
Black Gods circling my soul
The Truth
Garvey like made from
Transcribed by Robin Hood
These lyrics were transcribed from the specific recording mentioned above
and do not necessarily correspond with lyrics from other
take it personal?
Unu talk bout don, you think me come fi don.
All me have fi do is send for the new gun.
Anything test dead!
Limb by Limb we are
It is not about lyrics anymore
It's about a hot beat and a catchy hook
If we gotta dumb down our style and ABC it, then so be it
'Cause nowadays
I had no more hope around me now
Feeling like there's hope around you now
Let me know your quote I wrote it down
Lyrics yea I push them by
stir AF cause it fucking doesn't care
And this sound catch you like a bat trapped by lyrics nets
Let's seat for a while e chat for long time
Switch
the real crazy, psycho sick move the lady
Sunnin' so nothin' shady, kid pass me the three-eighty
By my sack, cock and load it, your world I'ma rock
like a steeplechase
MC soldiers, about face
Now step off, I need room for my takeoff
My custom made lyrics slays, yours are soft
I think you better
Give me the cue
Skip the introduction
Proceed the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed
Splatter your melons like
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