Lyrics:
paint in
My name strongest spot you could put a leg in
Fact rap shooter
You know that I stay wavin'
It's Mysonne! Welcome to the revolution
This is gon'
crows
God bless me energize me with more volts
By multiplying my hustle in four folds
When life goes smoothly all we do is thank the Lord
When the table
Colin Powell, general admission
You are all welcome, new Malcolm of the talcum
By any means, AK lookin' out the window screen, uh
Let's get it on, new
If your dead, you are awaken by this overloaded flow,
This a seed and like a plant you gotta give it time to grow.
Or a seed that’s in your brain
together
Got up went for a drive
Rebel on the street
Skrting off you see me ride
Ride with the wave feeling high feeling great
Being alive in this life
even if you got one target
Ain't you better off with two darts?
In my world of rent, bills, skills, business
MESS AROUND AND FIND OUT JUST HOW REAL IT
Well, she took me by the ear
And said what do you want to hear, boy?
You want to hear those crazy old lies?
I said nothing you can say, girl
Can drive
arm
(To know that at five you're really arrivin', she'll be holding your arm)
In spite of bills
(Even though the bills just pile up by the million)
again
Yeah
I don't live by any kind of bill
Probably never sign a deal
Coz I see a lot of people say
They dripping in water
But they never got time
a Ferrari and Maserati combined/
And ‘bout to drive me out of my mind/
If love’s a crime, then I caught me a fine. She’s in her prime and/
I’m at the top
on the outside, love me in the inside
Suck me in the back seat while I let a friend drive
Half a pound two stacks, half a unit 10-5
I stay out here by Sully so you
Money bag, money bag, nigga
Dollar bill, dollar bill, nigga
Fou' sco' in dat field, nigga
Finna do what I feel, hol' up
Finna cop some hot wheels
Welcome to the future
Blueprint 3
Ay count me in
Find me a nice soft place to land
I'm so high
Find me a place to land
Yeah right there,
I'm
Welcome to the future
Blueprint 3
Ay count me in
Find me a nice soft place to land
I'm so high
Find me a place to land
Yeah right there,
I'm
arm
(To know that at five you're really arrivin', she'll be holding your arm)
In spite of bills
(Even though the bills just pile up by the million)
can't see them
In the land of freedom there's a city of demons
Caught in the Dark Age
Welcome to Hell-A
Welcome to Hell-A
You'll go insane
Welcome
Hawaii baby
Aye
Welcome to the land of the hate where it's colder
I'm talking 'bout The Chi where mamas gon' cry
'Cause bullets fly by for a nigga 25
bustas jump spot to spot
We hold post on the coast of the dogs and locs
Doing drive-by's hundred spokes crawl in snow
[Goldie Loc]
It's time to eat sleep
Sitting in my room all by myself
Linkin up Rhymes for my mental health
My minds playing tricks on me
Bush wick Bill
When facing opposition I
Push
In search of another turf
The land of the free
Crafting,shaping a worldwide verse
Like me recording to that beat
Punchlines for lunch time just
to the hills
An a bill some vibes an a chill
Far man a come from
Done with broke life
Welcome the riches
Young fresh prynce
Up in a them scheme
With some new
Speakin' of will, I gotta go fill it out
Never too sorry, killin' me softly
Very in doubt
I wait by the phone, I didn't think you would call
I'm 'bout
Blinded by riches diamond rings a lost path
Your life your soul your essence what's the cost at
We're living wretched lazy less of giving effort
a three day run, bitch
Take them motherfuckin' panties off, you ain't no nun, shit
I be living in the sky every time I ride by them hoes
Ribbon in
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