Lyrics:
and I'll be sure to grant your wish, jointless
On the operation table, Dr. Jekyll running out of patients (Patience)
Cuz you cancelled your appointment
Yo, why can't I ignore The things I've never seen but known as happened before
My mind's trapped in a lore but I'm always asking for more
Three
catch a charge
Finna catch a charge
My feet planted like some roots
Turn over 3 seconds left
Squad down by 2, let me loose,
Man, I think it's about that
myself of something
learned then forgotten. Countless sunrises
burying the things I'd figured out the day before.
Like that I probably won't find shelter
again it's the team from before
Hit the ground running when we came through the door
Keep the crowd going every time we perform
Shout it out now if you
and welcome to Hurlingham
Park. You join us just as the competitors are running out onto the
field on this lovely winter's afternoon here, with the going firm
the rooster’s legs by throwing his whip. Heavy clouds now darken the sky and a strong wind begins to blow.
Running hard, in a last desperate attempt, Leonard
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
the law but I can't be found
Only my God can track me down
I'll be coming up when the sun goes down
Rolling like a rock 'til I hit the ground
Running
We kicking down your door (kick your door)
No not baseball
But I run up in your home (not baseball)
I'm so cutthroat I will cut
You in the throat
Von
Skilow be sleeping with a stick right by the door, it ain't no running up
Late night, we Crippin' on they bitch-ass, get down low, Drac' got
gun in the back
Twisted barren branches
Break up a cloudless sky
Time’s running out
As the miles roll by
When the boys got to the farm house
It was
I'm Don Juan
When I pull up on the track, I toot-a-loo my horn
Make these hoes come running like Mike for travs
Ain't got my money ho, you bound to get
over the head and drown, and he took
Out the toilet paper so I couldn't bend the bars, roll the toilet paper out
The window, slide down the roll
at me
Had to carry him out of Whole Foods over my shoulder
He throws a lot of fits ever since he got much older
Head butting car doors, holes in the walls
none in your jeans
Genes?
Me? I got a tool chest I move Tecs grip the 4
Contemplate should I go fire escape or
Should I get the door
Power shutters out
your doom
Why do you write like you're running out of time?
Write day and night like you're running out of time?
Every day day you fight, like
eyes closed and white
Labels out on the streets that's paper still
Didn't like the labels still
'Cause I saw it coming dizzee, Cage
Then I went down
a chair, I can't stand niggas
We do walk-by's and hop outs
Got slidin' doors on that van nigga
Running niggas down back and forth
I'm like pass the torch
On the stage everybody hold it
Down let's get it Cass'
Listen i got a Calicoe
So right off top I'll have
You chumps runnin' out
The door like Brizz after
the whippering dong
Now shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Not any track is turning but
these rappers be dropping throwaways
Their projects need liposuction
Meanwhile every track I drop
Has a piece of my soul
30 cs out the door
With my squad
regimen
To keep myself busy
Every day he suggested working out
But I know my body ain't built
For that there's Al, whose cell is
Across from mine he's
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