Lyrics:
a mental giant to those whom nay say
Oh oh oh oh oh
Hey! hey!
Mentally I'm like Shaq on stilts
Strange music inc is white 'n' black 'n' build
For
distant whispers
But now they are screaming. Could you keep up with my thoughts if I was live streaming
Real time no VHS no DVD. My minds a figure 8 with
not be black
But it'll suit you just fine
I'll root in you time
You'll be covered in my grime
Again
We're gonna have sex
I'm gonna fucking flex
It's
stay always looming
Terrified, by the strange confusions
Terrified by the way I feel
Terrified by the things you said
Going up inside my head
Wishing
below, I am lost in the time
In the trench, my asylum
A prisoner of the dead sea
I'm guarded by the creatures of mud
Volcanic floors, the black smokers
I'm
to flee, im goin in headstrong
Mutilating mutha fuckas cuttin off legs and arms
Aint strange to us, you cant hang wit us
I thought you knew, we Black
turned your plotting against me
Would you do time for me
Would you take that million or decline for me
If i gave you the keys to my house
Would you keep
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
We in this together son your beef is mines
So long as the sun shines to light up the sky
We in this together son
comin' by that time we left
All my money, is well spent
At the venue, bottle service, where my money went
Lui$ too thrill, I got rock, got cement
So I
position to let my opposition know my life
Cause off in these streets I keep it real but what's right?
Surviving, sitting on a key doing business on a beeper
and take aim
In position to let my opposition know my life
Cause off in these streets I keep it real but what's right?
Surviving, sitting on a key doing
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
Black skies,
Gotta wake up, at least 5 in the cM,
Time to look alive,
What you saying?
Coming straight from the Jedi mind,
With etymology from LS7
Black cards (black cards), gold cards (gold cards)
Duffel bag (duffel bag), made by Goyard
Can't get shit from Blank, bitch, he a shark, he ain't no
in Ohio
They don't waste their time on something they don't like by someone else
An image in your mind, you're black and blue but they put you
crying every time you hit the sack now
You're low-key wishing you were fat now
Because you got AIDS from your pastor
Your situation got you feeling black
a Mickey Ds
It’s a Sunday morning under the Georgia sun
A black man named Ahmaud goes on a run
This run will be assaulted by two blasts of a gun
Running
talking out
They ass at times
Be on the grind in the parks
And in the ave for mines
At the bottom, in a bucket full of crabs
Y’all in-the-way niggas still
Jap bitch wit the tech, first line of defense
Pullin' up in the Ac', black shit with dents
Test our aim
We'll be speaking your name in past tense
Dress
black
nether-skies.
Shadows stalk the viscid gloom, (beware the) blades of the assassins,
The call of Ul-Yeh in the air, the crystal skull is
The Demons ring the Sabbath bells
Rejoice the witches chant
Preper the sacrifice - by fire
The blood runs black through heavens shell
Declare the witches
on me time for all that cash we wasted
Books and housing fees
I'm feeling old at twenty three
I'm weirded out by young ass hoes
They never seen a dvd
My
laughing hysterically
When suddenly Johnny gets the feeling he's being surrounded by
Horses, horses, horses, horses
Coming in in all directions
White
laughing hysterically
When suddenly Johnny gets the feeling he's being surrounded by
Horses, horses, horses, horses
Coming in in all directions
White
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