Lyrics:
approaches
Instantly I forget, all of that other shit
Hardhead soft ass, (like nigga) no shit
Like I told you, I'll be lost in the moment, chasing the feeling
in the distance
Reminds me of this place from which I'm now writing all of these lines
I heard time fixes everything, so I left our issues to simmer
on a rock
squishy fungus soft
I'm the double dragon,body baggin, Contra killing boss
Spicy molotov, toss directly at your cause
Artificial says it all
Your
never been suted
The ones who persuted got suted up you loses now
Now, one dies of place by his foetus born
Devoted to hip hop you can call that I'm
of a song
Or like Going to different genres
You will definitely hear different genres in this
Everything from Punk Rock to soft piano Chords
I'll be singing
Flipped rock
Cocaine but not soft
My dawgs'll let 'em tings bark
Burn trees blow clouds
Then we let it rain down
Put wind under my feet
I leap got a need
bringing back the old school
True school, fans know my plan, it is foolproof
My life will be a documentary
Don't pop oxys, shit'll rock your memory
and respect
And relevance was a death to new faces
Seemingly out of place throwin' rocks at the penitentiary
Could they stop us? Eventually
Basketball
Gyeah...all my niggas holla
All my bitches holla
Gyeah...
(Verse 2)
Who rap they spots and run they blocks
Who started off soft and turned to rock
If you know
[Verse 1]
Focus of an orchestra, dozen black roses
Energy of rock group, symphony's explosive
Half the appetite, that's the sacrifice
That's the path
money by the stack from the rap for the crack
In Detroit, its like that, liquor stores for the blunt and
In Detroit, we got arabs that look like Bin
bottoms, you were tops
Me and Hoosh got the same in common, we both sold rocks
But mine came from a pot, the cocaine was soft, the cocaine was dirty
Put
the Bulge and John Gotti
In Detroit, we got pimps and players, hoes and macks
In Detroit, we ride Regals, Chevys, and Cadillacs
Getting money by the stack
discretion (At my discretion)
Heart heavy, balled emotions movin’ cause a wreckage (Cause a wreck)
Between a rock and hard place, where all the fiends is
you alive is cause I never called a hit
You was a broke boi, now u a dope boy
Acting hard but you soft like dough, boy
You aint came out the mud. boi I
the bus to
Go chill with friends
Used to rock the low top, now it's high-end
Ellen DeGeneres is my friend, uh
Might pull a muscle from all of this flexing
the kitchen with my
Fingers in the batter, y’all
(Clinton Clinton Clinton Sparks)
The magic man, turn soft to hard
Turn four into six, nigga, chart my odds
If
two-seat six-inch heels by Gucci
When a player land, ma, scoop me
No luggage, I shopped in
California sun on my skin
As the rocks blind traffic that I'm in
the bulls eye
Niggas thought you might survive like 2Pac
Deuce-deuce cocked, keep two knots in tube socks
Move blue tops and rock a new fox
Use a new B.O.R.
SOILED IN REGRET
It's fun murdering words that are blood curdling,
By now, you must live under a rock, if you ain't heard of him.
Madchild, I don't
bitches
I'm tryna scrape today
Anywhere in my environment is not
The place to play
If I'm hungry, in need of food
I'll pull a skully down
I don't fuck with
Identity withheld
Structured like a rock, impenetrable like a cinderblock
Imperialist we break down your whole nation
Set up bigger shop
He
Now it's understood, it's finally kicked in.
And as we stop by this gathering of fire at the rocks,
I've forgotten all your world and here's to one
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