Lyrics:
to come up mathematically
I did it for the city but now everybody mad at me
Motherfuck em all they sweat from my balls
If I drop another album I did that
He'll play what he wants
What he thinks fits for the time
Try to understand Van the man
His mind it don't sit still
He toils each day to bring us joy
So
only lasted as long as my savings did, which wasn't for very long. Your bills and your landlord don't care if you're pursuing a dream. The lifestyle I
no time for dreams
These days only focused on the bigger things
Back in the days when I was young, I'm not a kid anymore
Back in the days I used
that means and I'll
I'll, I'll try to- try my best to do it for you)
(Going back to The Matrix)
I'm twenty-two and the world becomes uninhabitable by
don't care if you C. Delores Tuck-it
Or you Bill O'Reilly, you only ryling me up
For three years, they had me peeing out of a cup
Now they 'bout
don't care if you C. Delores Tuck-it
Or you Bill O'Reilly, you only ryling me up
For three years, they had me peeing out of a cup
Now they 'bout
but somehow I got by.
Creflo prayed, Mike Vick payed,
Bobby Brown strayed, Whitney lost weight.
Kimbo Slice on da pad when I write,
Dat may why
good for my own good, I won't leak the album I'll let it spill
Number-one bitch I bet it will, do the numbers I said it will
I play the game and I'm
won't faze him
So many blackmen die for drugs
I think back on the way life was
Before rock cocaine started runnin' thangs
And drive-by shootings was
(Baby, you know, you know, you know I need your love)
You cannot find no one better than this
Try to do right by you, but we can't mix, I tried
No reason, for nobody's momma to cry
See I'm a good guy, I'm tryin to stick around for my daughter
But if I should die, I know all of my albums support
of dap if his name was Woody Black?
O.j. Found innocent by a jury of his peers
And they been fucking with that nigga for last five years
Is it fair? Is
along on tour
Just to have a good time
Or paying Calamity Jane five-thousand
Dollars to be heckled
By twenty thousand macho boys in Argentina
Or asking my
pretend
I use to scrap up money for studio time
I'm like Jay Z homie I remember my rhymes
Ain't nobody help me out when my cash was low
Bills comin' too
behind
They might just stand the test of time
No doubt it’s my legacy
Now what was I suppose to do
Give it up instead I did it for you
Holla back
It’s my
fine, flew in from Bermuda
Got 8 plaques, 5 diamonds, 3 plaques, from the latest album
Now they talking, now they for me, gang, see my latest fandom
This that down South Nebsly music
This that Whitney Houston, museum, movin' music
That that Nesbly girl ain't used to
I'm made this album for nebly
One more time for y'all, y-y-yeah, huh
If you didn't know you know now, OutKast, Stankonia
We shittin' on e'rybody talkin' that bullshit
Now
to self inspired by Gavlyn
Page 54, the feeling is Weightless, this one for Katie Ferrara
Page 57 I'm Black and I'm proud, James Brown.
Page 60, time
away
But this game I play ain't no
Way to fix it it's inevitable
Bills gotta get paid, kids gotta eat
Live by the chopper laws die by the streets
Fuck
time
No sleeping til I cross the line, I'm running
Cause I gotta pack them shows
And Dre told me ain't no coming back from gold
So I gotta get my album
crowded around me
Bound by the flow that I bring
So let's set this record straight
Time to set the record straight
You and me, we ain't nothin' alike
Let's
to the ends
Trust me I'm doing this ting
Manna lyrical skeng gargon to the end
I'm the king of grime and I will
Be for a very long time
Wow, I'm the king
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