Lyrics:
if you guessed their religion and it's wrong (d'oh!)
But now a better way came along!
Christmas, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, Festivus
Every other holiday around
Gorsuch played by all the corporate rules
They saw the "frozen trucker" case
They lost but Gorsuch was a friendly face
They knew right then they'd found
outselling you
By 29 I had three albums that had blew
Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do
Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food
But
baby, the nature of the business is unstable
Especially when your project ain't properly promoted by your label
E'ry album I put out gold or platinum,
than they said I'd ever do
But by time you hear this song
Sonny, my next album will already be done
And it's-it's just kinda chilling
Last year I was, I
With an architectural design by TraxNYC, believe it
I'd ask to rock it, but I might fall
And by the way, how much of a ball was Live at Carnegie Hall?
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
couldn't even pay the rent, homie
Thinkin' 'bout it I'm wondering where the years went, homie
Just a youngin' tryna survive, they was hatin' on me
I was
[Verse 1]
D.J. Doc you know he's down with us
D-Square, he's down with us
Keyboard Money Mike, is down with us
I.C.U., you know he's down with us
D.J. Doc you know he's down with us
D-Square, he's down with us
Keyboard Money Mike, is down with us
I.C.U., you know he's down with us
D
D.J. Doc you know he's down with us
D-Square, he's down with us
Keyboard Money Mike, is down with us
I.C.U., you know he's down with us
D
year we could get Lex'd here, next please
The world change too fast just like my thoughts
And the flow I convey is Moby it's enormous
Check these rhymes
crowns the fields with flowers all the year,
Poor senseless Bess, cloth'd in her rags and folly,
Is come to cure her lovesick melancholy.
Bright Cynthia
the fields with flowers all the year,
Poor senseless Bess, cloth'd in her rags and folly,
Is come to cure her lovesick melancholy.
""Bright Cynthia kept her
Psychesuicidal sickle cells
Died twice, my life's a living hell
If I could die, I'd prolly kill myself
Me and Jack extracting infidels
Trick or trip,
pride
And then she'd bring out that worn out family album
Its faded pictures some with corners torn
She'd laugh and poin and tell me funny stories
to
School for theater i took
Four years of my life and
Devoted it to theater
I did that because my passion was
Acting when I started rapping, i
Felt like I
Guess some prayers are answered quick
With God, nothing can interfere
2018, we about to kill it, this is our year
But by 2020, Imma have an album, done
another language
That you only learn by living
With years of pain and anguish
It's a skill you have to earn
Called 'the art of being anxious'
Cuz it burns
Waiting by the phone, heavy as stone
Maybe that’s naive
There’s no snow here
Haven’t felt this cold in years
An icicle drips from my eyelids
We continue
a lofty, lonely, Lohengrenic castle in the clouds --
I draw my murky meanings there,
But seven years' dark luck is just around the corner
And in
Officially divorced
2/24 I'll drop album i ain't drop before
The one I tried to drop
2/22/22
2 years and 2 days later here it is still on the move
1 kings 18
to slip into a life that's easier
An attention span whittled away for years by social media
Then COVID hit that shit like a meteor
Procrastinated every
New York
At twenty, I said I'd better quit by thirty
Then by thirty, I thought by forty rapping is corny
How wrong was I?
Never would have thought
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