Lyrics:
the Flashbacks
yeah
I guess it's time to drop a flow
Badmon steeze I'm strapped on the go
Come get the gospel for your bloodclat souls
Most niggas ain't serving
ready for
Boy we can't let it go
No we can't let it go,no
Cause I'm bout to reach another level
On these folks
Aye, don't get in the way
Aye, just another
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
by works
No more chains on my body, yeah sin had to go
We saved by grace, and not by works
No more chains on my body, yeah sin had to go
Gotta pray in
After I made that play, I flew to the crib
Fixed a plate but forgot, I had no juice in the fridge
Worked at Burger King, walked to work in boots by
Van Zandt groupies, guitar slingers
Hallelujah gospel singers
Freight-train mamas, pistol shooters
My first girlfriend works at Hooters
Beans
ain't had no sleep
I got PTSD, I can't see myself fall off (turn)
Who done all them drills that the opp boys talk of? (turn)
We play foul, so the ref
on your ho
(Ain't I?)
Moet? rolex, big benz, no flex
Wedding ring on finger, I married a trina
Pretty as a singer, fine as a stripper
When we in
it's like that
Ain't no other way to read, imma Word Rat
Got theology to make y'alls head crack
If you ain't stable you about to get whacked
But you
on the block yeah
8wd animal until I die
ArtBoy to the fullest tho
No I'm no wit ride or die
Peanut my lil nigga tho
Puggy that's my ride or die
Ghost
Stoney was a liar (a bullshitter!) ain't no doubt about it.
It was just the way he told things, and you never want to doubt him.
'Cause he kept you going
speak
But the Dude knows the streets ain't no kiddie game
You don't know the Dude? Quincy's his first name
He told me: "Ice, keep doin what you're
Van Zandt groupies, guitar slingers
Hallelujah gospel singers
Freight-train mamas, pistol shooters
My first girlfriend works at Hooters
Beans
[unknown singer]
Love is like water, flowin, flowin every which way
When you think it's flown one direction
It does, it does go the other
the corners filled with sorrow
All the streets are filled with pain
Around my way
People let me paint a picture
You know I ain't a Christian
I ain't a Muslim,
There's a fine line between love and hate you see
Came way too late but baby I'm on it
And there's a fine line between love and hate you see
Can't
wrong 'bout the sky
So pick a side, our survival isn't meant to divide
I would advise, rat racing ain't a way to provide
Ohh
I came up through the lava
[Busta Rhymes]
Why'know, my homey Treach from Naughty by Nature once said,
"If you ain't from the ghetto, don't come to the fuckin' ghetto."
But
charlotte shit
These niggas dont know what I been through
I rap how I feel
And feel
what I rap
My nigga this here ain't no preview
All the way to the top
thing you gotta know is that I spit what I'm writing
And I don't care if no one's with me, don't care if they ain't riding
I'm in that new new
and as I spoke,
I put these lyrics in my notes
cnd now we living by the quotes. Chuh
I held it in, I'm letting go,
If you ain't coming up the road
Then
down and out, in the heat of the night
There ain't no problems baby we can't get through
You gotta believe in me, and I'll believe in you
Uhhh! Blue
like, "No Biggie"
Whatever- time to sing, I'm putting faith on the song
1:12 displayed in John the way to respond
When His patience runs out
Then it's
me intact
Homie this is The Gospel not just rap
Drawing close to my God no I will not slack
He ain't ever left so I ain't going back
I won't go back -
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