Lyrics:
am gonna write my own
Creed life
Verse 2
Materials walk away
They are not worth your freedom
The money comes and goes
You're selling your freedom
a brave new world
And I'm new in town
Nothing will get me down
But what I see with my eyes
Disappointment rises to my mind
Everything I own is in a small
won't prove they exist,
And let others rejoice with my vision dismissed.
Create my own Eden, with death on display,
Empyrean creed, the infallible way.
Yeah, iced out, flow so dope, I'm like a drug ring
Broke the cycle of addiction to recovery
Be my own boss, flex out my draws
Made my own clause, no need
there for me
I got me some enemies
Just cause I started moving On my own
Since they wouldn't do shit For me
But fuck that
Don't give a damn I don't Look
forth by the screams of my enemies
I am the plague that shall grace you with an early grave
Exterminate - bring you all into damnation
In an orgasmic rush
a seed
I have to go get it by any means, my life filled with bad deeds
Feds still tryna proceed, locked on my own no homies
Soulja on my own, no code D,
One by one they throw us
In the line up
Fuck all the cops
And the judges, the lawyers
The D.A. and politicians too
Prison for profit
They lock up
wanna shine
I just wanna shine my future look so bright
Every fucking time
I like to be different
My life in a bar, I write like a prison
cnd I never
of our success?
Well, I think it had to do
With a basic American’s Creed
Perhaps it never passed a pioneer’s
Lips in this form, but if it had I think he
I am bit of a nervous wreck
Like a victim of the restless night
This is a hostage situation
Chained up by the twisted mind
Still I'm
Drinking my own
minimize a meaning
Im the son of Fred Hampton repping my panther breed
Serve the hood improve the youth and live the panther creed
Never be the type
forth by the screams of my enemies
I am the plague that shall grace you with an early grave
Exterminate bring you all into damnation
In an orgasmic
in ya favor and that's fine by me
Any rapper on stage pick a fight with ya man, and I'm a show you
I'm a thriller with this mic in my hand
(I get
home
Having dinner with my fam, that's no time for a photo
There for my cuz, cause his dad cut his own throat
Seems I'm surrounded by death now
Feels
confines of own head
come n live inside my mind
yeah real prison time
Nothing left to fate, I paved my own way
I did evil things...for evil men...
So when I
She stay home alone watching DVD’s
Said she git her own but she feelin me
Used to think the kitchen where she’s supposed to be
But she know better
to own
Up to ya', couldn't get through to ya'
Now I'm writing this song to allude to ya'
Brown hair, 5'9 with some nice eyes
Stuck by your side
While I do
your way
You won't fool around me
You won't stay you'll vanish
In my state of mind, you won't last
Don't try
You beat your own shadow
You drowned your
Back like I never left, God I show reverence, and now I hate my vice it's like I am Michael Pence.
Life is hard to bare the fight that's in
Hardy creps
Walkin with a dumb Ed Hardy bop
I got so much Ed Hardy clothes
I could open my own Ed Hardy shop
But, you man are dry like
You ain't creamed
your heart out, leave your hate stranded. Adorned by my left hand, Serve as God's right. If there's a nerve left to observe. Adapt to the plan. To all
Cruiser, yellow 'Lac on rims
Drop yellow 'Vette and a platinum Rolls Royce
That's seven different cars, everyday I got a choice
On my way to pick up
Cruiser, yellow 'Lac on rims
Drop yellow 'Vette and a platinum Rolls Royce
That's seven different cars, everyday I got a choice
On my way to pick up
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