Lyrics:
confessions
And this by far is the hardest thing I think I've ever had to do (yeah)
To tell you, the woman I love (uh huh)
That I'm having a baby by
Don't regret the things I did I regret what I did not
Things I'd rather I forgot
I grabbed a hold of embers
Trying to keep you in my thoughts
But it
radio si tu me vas a perseguir
Gales, que dancen alrededor
El micrófono en tu mano
Cuando tire mi versión
Encontré mi posición en el libro del honor
in my path, matched the way that I was stepping
Our song playing on the radio, you tryna get high then up, up and away we go
New version of myself,
And I’m praying they didn’t see us
Cause I knew they was gone bust
(police radio chatter)
Music, lyrics, and performance by Eric Leon Mims.
Time flies by when you're having fun
Time flies by when you're having fun
I tried to listen before
They say I too stubborn sey my sense e no common
Look, all I need is one sixteen
To brag on my king
Romans 1:16
We brag about him daily ‘cause he runs this thing
Can I do it?
Yes, sir
Can I do
make the slightest sound
By your side I will not be
Can only show that things that you can't see
Get up or else you'll drown
Radio silence
I just wanna
The average, the best, the epitome
Anyone who holds rank of an MC
Will be slurped like the drink through a straw
So get the punchline, I'm down by law
Two are's
Bob's on the radio
I'm talking to the ghost of Stevie-Ray
Down by the windmill
And Mr Tambourine man stand up and sing a little
I don't care what
to follow rules
I had Arone engineer you know my vocals clean
Just the belief in me, made me write hopeful things
Dre my brother since kids now he my A&R
No one knows the way
(Which way the wind is gonna blow my mind)
Another day has slipped away
(And I have wasted so much time goes by)
I feel
outside by themselves
One hundred loving ways
There are one hundred ways to love a cat
One hundred loving ways
Way twenty-four: feed them some cat food
One
See what I'ma do is, like...
I just kinda want to be able to, you know...
Smoke by myself,
Without kinda being bothered by what a motherfucker had
a week
When you said space was what you need
Waited by my phone like a goddamn fool
And now it don't mean a thing
God, love's fuckin' embarrassing
hating I'm blessed but I'm shaken by
Half of the statements they making don't get it
I'm the shrink, heard you been thinking
About too many things your
to kick it with you
She gave me a tab, think I'll popped a couple or two
Couple hours went by, now there's things in my room
Now there's things in my room
loved the most
Would treat him like he was special
One problem with that approach
He based all his persona on grownups
Who play a role
Conspiracy folks
They never said your name
But I knew just who they meant
Woah, oh oh
I was so surprised and shocked, and I wondered too
If by chance you heard it for
my soul I was searching
Looking in the mirror I don't know this person
Nowadays I'm trying to become a better version
Of me
The V I C
Very important
a shine-haulin' outlaw, yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout
His truck, his dash, the county on his tag
The songs on his radio, the stickers on his glass
From four-bys
Big Daddy Kane catch a vibe/
I was raised by the Rap Gods/ raised by the rap gods
I was Raised by the Rap Gods/ raised by the rap gods
Prodigy, Guru,
free jazz outside my town
Fences, cattle, corn flies by
Voices SHOUT out of tune, drums out of time
If static takes, my favorite station
I'll be here
Like I said before repetition is mind control
If certain things are repeated to you, consistently
Throughout the years, you become those things
Yo,
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