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Ballin' no Jordan, cause I'm more like a Nike, nigga
How I just do it
Stay influenced by the highest members
I been exploring
With the apes so ain't

Still just 25 but man the years go by
One day our friends will be gone
Some might even die young
But you can lie, you're so good at it
And I don't

Intro

[Verse]

They say X marks the spot, in this case Im guessing X really marks the beat
Im talking Malcom X dawg, Im talking revolutions

and fear is all that is left
Hands tied behind your back you might as well be dead

You're naked except for your proud ornament
It flaps in the wind your red

when you were here all along
And if the morning doesn't see me through I'll sail on your song
Frequencies and sequences they seem to be clashin'
You know

a cloud, might be fallin' to my death
Don't need no help, I do bad all by myself
I Wish a nigga would, the day that he play is the day he lay
Tryna make

- I will end upon my knee's
Seeking mercy from the sword I've learned to trust

When trial by fire become the norm
Then all you wait for is the storm

the game on lock now they gon have to kick the door
Get to the bread by any means, I'm getting to the dough
These niggas question who the goat I gotta let em

Might as well throw the fuck up, all that I could recommend
And I been clasping my hands
Tryin' hard to amend
Without makin' demands
Ain't gettin' my

a "nuisance"
I look dead but I be workin hard I don't make dumb excuses
I just make da beat den skate my niggas really fuckin do this
I just leave her and I take

for a re-up
Lil pussy as niggas be hating just shut up
You ain't on the boat by now niiga then back up cause
I'm going up like a ladder a ladder
These

if you keep on going
Keep on sowing
Rainy weather will be here and gone
Oh the fun
Hold the phone
You mean that if I keep on smiling
Through the BS I

the night closes in
And the wind blows down
Our chimney stackin
That's no tear you see passin' by
No, it's just the wood smoke stingin' my eyes

That's

You wear your crown
Like someone so sure of their place
Surrounded by
Those who'd never talk shit to your face
Secure in nothing now
You made a final

Now we're both still here at the end of the night
While our bodies sway in the disco lights
cnd our hearts in sync, yeah I think this might
Be my chance

Singing ‘bout days gone by
Samuel and Margaret relaxed
Rose was next to arrive
	ROSE
(sighs) Being a captain's clerk is harder than I thought. I already

big shit
Little did I know I was already big shit
Heaven sent shouts out to the misfits
Thank God I elevated from the pimp shit

I ain't know they

I got the strap, it's just iron sight You know I'm bout it, pussy n im bound to put up a fight
Got my money up, so it's gon' be alright I'm

the end
It just might be
Sooner than we ever thought
Ask the president

The new ringmaster's laughing
Now the circus is his
The clowns take the centre stage

lose
Playing niggas like the blues

And I put that on my team
Cause we be making all the rules like

And it wasn't long ago
I put my heart into a bind
By

fool, it’s true like
Know that I still wanna cool wid you 
Naughty by nature gimmie that flavour still break a rule or two 
Like lemme be a fool with you

I want it(I want it)
I think you got it(I think you got it)
Four shots tequila so this might sound crazy
Hope it ain't to early, I been thinking bout

Seen you been trippin bout them day shifts
Turning long nights can't escape it
Surely you'll be better by the morning
Now it's morning
Ya my therapist is

sacrificing
I think it might be
We're all just out growing
Ahhhh-Ahhhh-Ahh-Ahhhhhhh
Ahhhh-ahhh-eyy-eyy-ey-eyyyyy
Ahhh-ahhh-ahhh-ahh-ahhh