Lyrics:
city Who always rep Bailezzey,
Sydenham, Penge & Norwood Hertford boys they're looking awkward
Where they at, they can't ignore it I've risen
was made to be rich NIGGA
I was made to be rich
See it's a difference between
Me and shorty couldn't make it work cause the distance between
Scott
of story didn't take it to the Major league
Feel like I let them down
People who had faith in me Opportunities pass Me by
Couldn't wait to leave
Hot
made it throught the rain
I kept my point of view
I made it through the rain
And found myself respected
By the others who
Got rained on too
And made it
say shit to me, Alhamdulillah
It's strictly by faith that we made it this far
you
It's ironic in your search to be acknowledged
I get caught in the blast of the nastiest by-product
In the capital wasteland out of the third fallout
Now let me start by saying sorry
Thought it might be positively too late
Knowing this one word can't change things
But yet it can express the way
with me
Scarecrow? do you have no brain?
Both of 'em were cryin' by this
Time and how he loved it
"I will go with you to the city but
To me your silly
of livin' in one
Haters see me get to thinking that it cant be all good
So I just kill them with the car, Brandy Norwood
And keep chasin' success that
that you're thinking of me
In a half-made bed, waking up alone
When I open my eyes
Somehow I know that you're thinking of me
When it's 2 AM, I
problems are solved
From minding your business
It may sound pretentious
But Toto tell Dorothy that this is not Oz
D O A
I don't know what you might by that
Raised to beat the System
Way too much wisdom
Was born to never be average
Escaped the trap of religion, I can't be a Christian
They were made by
thing
I understand - c'mon!
Seems we're always arguing, but
Right after the arguing we have, sex
And somehow it's the best, yes
Seems we're always
thing
I understand - c'mon!
Seems we're always arguing, but
Right after the arguing we have, sex
And somehow it's the best, yes
Seems we're always
behind door 3
Nah yellow brick road nigga Dorothy
Walk with me and I'll
Walk with you on these
Yellow golden streets
Made for you
Follow
Walk with me
took time off, while other rappers got jerked
Shit's bout to change now, it's a shame how
Things ain't the same but I'm back in the game now
And as we
'm under influenced and over taken by autonomy
Super sonic land speeds, imagine when I tuck the wheels
Put rappers on their tippy toes, in Dorothy's clothes
boogers in it
My team shine, came up from T-line
Street life, city boy
I never got it by the seaside
I've got shooters in South
And West and Eastside
from the trees
It's hard to believe how the time flies by
And now that I have to leave, I don't wanna say goodbye
I don't want to cut ties
But I finally
Dorothy says there's no place like home
Well she ain't ever been to Yellowstone
Sometimes you gotta go somewhere else to find yourself
So I went out
gettin' chester, you is just a jester
Nigga, you a clown, I can see it in your gesture
Knew a crack fiend, so I made that boy my tester
What you think we
won't get you laid
You got it made in that mad house
What the fuck you got to be sad about?
Go ahead a rap now, do what you do best, I mean
That's
one of the worst being that the dreams were so real it made her “reality” seem less important, and it made her dreams seem more crucial. One symptom
Smoking dope and getting paid for it
Somehow I feel like I was made for it
Looking at the top while I aim for it
Heavy metal and we make noise
I'm tired
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