Lyrics:
inside a book full of songs
It's like it helps me hold on along with rips from the bong
At night I got to be strong and fight
Got to move on and try
I
active
Move dope, then all of my past shit
I was just a boy, I was only 19
But by mind be on some old lex shit
Race don't matter your faith don't matter
From mi see yuh friend mi know, she ah go cockblock (security)
Yo, pa-party ah keep
Buck about ten, by twelve we a reach
Everybody wan' drink,
all come from the same
womb This is the song of the goddess,
the key to the great union.
Anoint your breast and your womb
Widen the door of the new
Everywhere I step I'm stepping with precision
Move in silence, all you hearing is the crickets
Spirit of Malcolm X, by any means I'm getting
Stirring the pot
consistent and I got a better work flow
Overlooked by my closest it gave me motivation
Now they watch me from a distance like a Covid patient
Way too focused
Bullshit don't talk to me
You've been influenced I can tell
Everybody who told you something waiting to Watch you fail
I can just see it by the way that
thinking you're the reason why I'm writing this song
I would never hit the booth to shoot at you from a far
I'd rather see you face to face to tell you that
your heart beat, numb to what the song be
Thrown in a position to be with it if you want piece
Whether you agreed you denied, doe or die
'Cause you
Crazy they hate when they be knockin
Close that door man I locked it
Time flew by but I've been tryin
Wipe those tears I ain't lying
Hide your fears grow
organized plan
Get a van move down by the river man
Throw me a coconut, crack it open and drink it up
A bit of herb mixed with spliff tobacco
Good for a sore
don't want you elevating
They want to blow up quick but they blowing over
We got the gas behind us we just let it smolder
Came a long way from church food
I've been in love before
I know the fever
The light of day that shows us how to watch time pass us by
The chances we take on something hoped to be
always like hard beats
That shit that make you move your neck when you're in car seats
My star fleet, Likwit family
You Sorry, like that game from
single step that I take
Like Iraq, watch out for the plate
Never know when the ground is fake
You saw me move and how I elevate
But I can't write a note
mess with us we'll shoot you in the face
Your blood spraying all over the place
People misunderstand our race
We fuck everyone up fast
You're the true
Yea
Give me back my fucking phone, broken glass is on the floor
Watch your step, pinned on wall and his hand is on her neck
"Who the fuck this nigga
stop
i'm on my way to the top
and when i'm counting all the money
put my family on
i'd rather be wealthy than rich
it came from all of my songs
i just
of the pies
Like bring another 10
I need em by the weekend had a hell of a line
Hand on your heart
Would you let the ting clart
Where your Enemy lies
If
gettin' on with the knowledge
To make moves strong, and abolish
Terrorizing tracks like Gengis Kahn
We be the rawest, hardest from the Northwest Side, dun
Ain't no debatin'
No player-hatin', son
So best to run fast or get shot of the M-1
Watch out for the back stabbers, indeed
But the evil takes over, in
Straight from the dirt an erosion
I've rosen to be the chosen
You niggas hope that I lose my step
Quiet is kept
Just watch your mouth
You might not lose your
Get over with it
In these streets
But ain't got time no more
Dig it up from ground
Leave each with leverage
Certain levels might tell you
You
me)
From young, my circle been so small
My school was a paigon factory (ah)
Paigon warehouse (get out)
Back then couldn't care about where I step
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