Lyrics:
told and got a nigga sentence for one
He aint raise you to be no bitch be no snitch
Spent to much time with your moms sweet old bitch
We was chewing
the have-nots, all hail)
(God bless the child that can hold his own, no motherfuckin' doubt)
Bein' born with less I must confess only adds on to the stress
know
You should know
You should know
You should know
You should know
Papa just copped a Mustang
Lookin' at you like it must sting
Sweatin' me
be living in a dream
I must have died and this is Hell, 'cause nothing's as it seems
It's a living, breathing nightmare, it gets worse the more you
time and try to reminisce
And all you get is little flashes, a piece of the past
And as each year pass you start to realize that the only thing that last
been the same
And my production selection is still flame
But they love you on the
Come up 'cause you ain't
Tainted by fame And you
Still they little
The Rap God
Scott, the inapt Rap Ape
Eminem is in a realm you are forbidden and will never accomplish
You got none of any ingredients to have any power
God )
But I immediately gotta spit him out of my mouth
Because he is nasty as fuck
Yuck
Next time you speak about somebody's stans
Please assure, that
breaks in two
You are what you eat, until something eats you
To keep it all straight, I'd have to bend god's rules
See through the voodoo and dejavue
and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. And some of you have come from areas where your quest -- quest for freedom left you battered by
and after that you will be righteous folk by
Repenting before committing the sin
One from among them said, Do not kill Joseph, but if you must do something,
heart desired, anything that he could rake and scrape
He spent his last dime on the woman because he loved her
And you know, girls
You can take love
Girl you might want to be careful 'cause I'll steal you from your mister
My legs are pretty fast but my bicycle is quicker
I have very few aspirations
as a good little hood thing
Look at blues, rock, jazz, rap
Not even talkin' about music
Everything else too
By the time it reach Hollywood it's over
But
you would have to believe
In things like Heaven and in Jesus and the Saints
And all the Prophets and...
Yeah, yeah, God is great
Yeah, yeah, God is
Nathaniel no
There must be more to life
There has to be a way
That we can restore the life
The light that we have lost
(EXPLOSION)
Parson:
Dear God
Olohun (Indeed, I must thank God)
Mo wa sope (And I'm thankful)
Temi Temitope lo do Olohun (I have all reasons to thank God)
Mo de dupe (I'm grateful)
A lo
a memory
So when I say that I'm alone, do you know the feelin'?
When I say the game's over, do you know the meanin'?
I mean that I don't have the time for
think that animals believe in God?
To be equal you must add or subtract
People who want to be equal have lives
That are filled with
Subtractions
my part
Time is running out and we've
Broken the seventh seal
The more I read I realize that UFOs are real
Hey little Suzie
You don't have to cry no
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
still
I've been taking some time to be by myself
And I've spent half my life ill
But just as sure as the tide start turning
Just as sure as the night
're right back on it
Reminding me all over again how you fu-ing just brushed me off
And left me so burned, spent a lot of time trying to soul search
Maybe
're right back on it
Reminding me all over again how you fucking just brushed me off
And left me so burned, spent a lot of time trying to soul search
Maybe
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