Lyrics:
at the mind,
Like Rest in peace brudda mike
Had to calibrate the sight
So I don’t miss no more signs
Can’t be distracted by haters
Can’t over shadow my
a local village, no more privilege
Men hearts'll feel this, vocals are silent quiet, do you feel it?
Peace and quiet, no more riots, soft like whispers
so fresh, them niggas mildew it
Not just a actor by profession, pimp, I live movies
That's why they whisper when they see me point and stare at me
Baby, I'm amazed by you
The smell of your skin
The taste of your kiss
The way you whisper in the dark
Your hair all around me
Baby you surround me
You
Verse 1:
More come and roll wit me if you use to the old things
you true to gucci belt
the pradas wit no strings
The chicken wings ???? like you fryin
Success what we live by
So we had to team up,yo
ghetto
to ghetto
but we clean up yo
We up,
keep em coming back like a re-up
Now I'm getting famous,
they
a couple of boo's
Just call me Casper
You'd never see me picking up gyal
Up outside Kasbah
I like the way they whisper in my ear
Pay up or you'll be in
Skimbleshanks the Railway cat, the cat of the railway train
There's a whisper down the line at eleven thirty - nine
When the night mail's ready
There's a kid out on my corner, hear him strumming like a fool
Shivering in his dungerees, but still he's going to school
His cheeks are made
time
We will find a way to live in harmony
And reach across divisive angry seas
Though we might be held down by the supreme ones
Just like the sleeping
How can I let that go by?
Pretty face like Oh my
Small waist, jumbo thighs
Our bond tighter than Martin and Gina
That thang wetter than aquafina
Them
the grid goes down
And we go underground to lick wounds in the gloom of a torch light
While up in the sky, a blimp glides by with a sign
Like 'New Years
ain't see me coming
I was raised on the dirty dozen, Ryan Martin and Henry
Were more than friends they were brethren, slightly irreverent
Praise the Lord
unsheathed like a sword.
Verse 3:
In Vanuatu, the whispers of freedom stirred the air,
Colonial minds panicked, feeling the stare.
Of those they ruled with
Uhuh
I dont do this normally
Uhh, Uhuh
In the mornin
Mean more to me
Uhuh, Uhuh
Them kids lifted in 9-0
Five aligned with the winos
Prioritize my type
to size
Don't got it made but just like Martin Luther
I live for a dream till I die
To all my haters I tell you to cry more
Hopped in the plane imma fly
I watched my wife
Push a 7 pound, 10 ounce 18 inch prince from her hips
Amidst a global pandemic
He's photogenic
Just like his mother
Posing for
your angel?)
Angel, oh, speak
What endless longings echo in this whisper?
Too long you've wandered in winter (once again she is his)
Far from my
To the pony that you love the best
There's a medicine at the gate
And a number on your back
And this world is all jacked up like a Cadillac
Painted by
would be a day like this
The orchestra in my mind don't play like this (naw)
But I'm prepared for it
Got a lil rare for it
Brushed off my airs
Even
it
Aston Martin through the hood, fiends wipe down it
Real hip hop, you looking for it, just found it
It's like punishment, the way a nigga stay
could barely speak
Even in my diapers kept my ears to the street
So I'm mumbling and uttering the words I know
And it sounds like the "The Breaks" by
and walls, it's vintage
I could not ask for any more
To call this place my home
Yes please, no hesitation
Yes please, the keys, no question
We've heard
would surely understand why
Me, I'm getting high while my broad getting low
Driving down Martin Luther King very slow
My enemies gon' catch it like
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