Lyrics:
cream
By every September 14th, that's my dream
So I can be more clean, as I grow yearly
I can see things more clearly, that's why they fear me
Let's
choices
Choices that will affect all of our lives
The lives of our offspring and those to come
For the first time in history
Our planet is thrеatened by
prayers
My penmenship is like a AK with extended clips
Production is like explosives that’s constructed by The Premonist
I see the vultures that would hover
gettin caught in the shuffle
Catch me high steppin
Im a Ghost movin Dope
Ain't know when ill show
Break it by the eights
N Stuff the packs in a Duffle
Im
Spreading through the air
Filling up our lungs
Darkness comes
Almighty God, absolve our sins
Burried by the plague, my offspring and myself
Black our flesh
Cuda bedroom or the car or the bathroom by the bar
She nuh really care bout time and place
As mi sleep she reach and feel pon di ting, suh mi rise up
in half
And then had shit hangin' by a flap of skin
After he tried to plant the shit back on the mat again
Pad to pen I'm batty like eyelids when
that's what I call a gangsta to the fullest, shit
I'm tryin' to make more cream
By every September 14th, that's my dream
So I can be more clean as I
up believing only that based on reasoning
As human beings were misleading me from the real meaning
I'm god's offspring millions of years after
all sin
Pussy a parrot a come wid the talking
Wen the 38 barrel start spin the offspring
Mek brain fly weh like it have on wing
Dem killing yah
Dem
can't get her off me
Might give her my offspring yeah
I met this lil shawty thought she was the one until she crossed me
Damn she left me heartless like
Second guessing your abilities
Questioning who you are meant to be
Gaining and losing your agility
You're shackled down by
Your unwanted insecurities
Setting that food for thought G
Starchy
Fuck with your posse
My offspring your culinary offering
Sitting in the kitchen bossing
I'm every shade
much despised, replaced by comfortable lies.
Teenage classic, more cliche, one step further on the edge of decay.
White trash, 2nd generation, white
much despised, replaced by comfortable lies.
Teenage classic, more cliche, one step further on the edge of decay.
White trash, second generation, white
It's funny how we stay separate
But we enjoy the seconds
That we get when we are alone
It's like it's always so vital that we remain untitled
That's
Working all winter
Shining all spring
I'm a breadwinner
Gotta get right for my offspring
Imma go get it, by all means
Imma go get it, by all means
offspring
To dwell in a barren valley by Your sacred house
In order, O our Lord, that they may perform prayer
So fill some hearts among men with love towards
will we appear clearly?
I know that something unseen
Was stuck in between
What do we mean anymore
And what have we won
By coming undone
What are we
crib take a cab
Cuz "Conent Gardens" is where they flatten your wig
This for a certain chick whose name remains "Untitled"
This is "2U4U" and by you
young...
Another frozen future has passed.
Another breed, another cast.
The rivers will run, brought to life by the sun, the circle is
still
to make us the fools"
You ain't a hero, you're a mighty invader
Sent by the King to Infiltrate the offspring
Water down DNA
Till their race can reign
Untitled will be ageless
'Cause this shit is my magnum opus
Like me it's damn ambitious
To raise the bar so fearless
'Cause it feels like no one else is
Your
and offspring
And it was not for a messenger to bring a sign except by Allah's leave
For each and every matter there is a decree from Allah
Allah blots out what
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