Lyrics:
My money getting longer, but I'm remaining sad
They say that I'm going out bad
And
That I took an L in music then they all laugh
I drop a new album
To love
I'm so glad I wrote myself and album
To pull me out when horribly wrong
Had to say it in multiple songs
She so abusive consumed by the noice
Her
swept the lot and exchange keys (Dam)
Credible
Eyes Mangekyou
Swimming with adults peeping space ghost
Bebop, Case Closed
Baking brownies by the caseloads
your brain
I'll make hard beats til you shift the plane
Oh, Ethereal? Shit in your cereal
This whole album is promotional material
Laying in your bed,
bright
futures for the children that's manure in the building
All the fluids and the feelings, controlled by the ethereal
Brain up in a bubble, its
bad watch your tone
Did all this on my own
Still better than that homegrown
Perfect lines by design
Every time on the rhyme
And you still don't see me
Time is evil
Time is the force that makes us rot
Time organizes everything you love inside a box
Time's forever
Time isn't measured by a calendar or dial
boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom
Ayo
(Griselda)
Brr brr brr
(By Fashion Rebels)
Ayo, I don't leave without my pistol warm
Drive-bys, I'm
givin' away free tickets this weekend
Over at The Rose
You don't wanna miss it
Tonight, I got a very special guest
By way of Alabama
And he's in the house
business take the same blame
Open your brain
The Klan and the cops are the same
Slave quarters, blocks
And prison blocks are the same
They only separated by
her from the back
If not Sarah Jane can come give me brain and put them red lips on my sack.
Aww I been killin; it caz I've been gettin' bread
Hard
me and get to the big homie
I'm bout to max her card out to the limit
I ain't got a big house like (Twisted)
I ain't dropped a big album like (Twisted)
If I could be candid, sometimes I'm insecure
My bad there's more on my agenda
Than securing my bag
Y'all say y'all love the real
But watch pretend in
beside my son
If I go, it's understood that I stood for something
When my whole life, they told me, I was good for nothing
I was raised by the stray
Originoo Gunn Clap you
And it's no doubt I keep your whole crew under pressure
Heltah Skeltah stalkin' smooth ayo my sides by the stretcher
Ready to get
wanted it that bad
Never could see that far ahead
Choices are limited, I gotta live with them
Maybe I'll make myself smile instead
See I write to make
side nigga cop me a Range
And put it up for my bitch, she got the best brain
Pull up by myself, Miss Pearly don't need no army, bitch (yeah)
I ain't
the street with two dead beat
that don't treat her right with two bad ass kids
Guilt and Regret
and I'm willing to bet
my last album (that?) she's
she comes back home
And I'll be waiting by the phone
(phone rings: "Hello?")
[Chorus]
(On the Phone)
She don't live here no more
I heard
killed in the street over tennis shoes
It's hard enough for us blacks to earn cash man
The homeless keep warm by settin fire to a trash can
Now everyday
a one man nation
"Oh God" so many bitches I should share 'em
But homie you a bender, the eunuch in a harem
King Solomon's Mines, Father Time
Yet you would
near
Smeared our names for years
We stood by looked fly
The moment you shined like plywood we pushed by
One of the good guys with a bad reputation
playing no games
I am not a chess piece
When I’m alone I want to
(Runaway)
As a group together like a nation
And that’s a
Bad connection like a radio
know about you
But my life aint improving
With this beat that I'm grooming
This nation is moving
Im done wishing for shit
I got nothing to lose
I
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