Lyrics:
You can meet a hundred people without leaving your house
Putting pictures in the frames and memory in the clouds
You know everybody keeps their
a seat right here! Next to Queen in Cell!
So in my cell imma be laid, laying waste and lining bass
While those who get wasted waste away, lay in wait,
light
The girls in their summer clothes
Pass me by
Kid's rubber ball smacks
Off the gutter 'neath the lamp light
Big bank clock chimes
Off go
There's a Vietnam Vet with a cardboard sign
Sitting there by the left turn line
The flag on his wheelchair flapping in the breeze
One leg missing
tend to co-sign
Sayin “Do U wanna be locked up for that crime
Sittin in a cell for takin that man's life
Finally met a girl worthy to be Ur Wife
Now U
They know the boys unwell
Enemies as you know don't wish me well
Raded me out
Man like fear
Cultists put your boy in a cell
I don't mean a prison cell
sins
Loudly run by those fuckers pulling up at his house, sticking their nose in it, left with no choice but to pull a machete from the boot of his car,
In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes
Gettin' lit off, high on the great weed
I like the girls, I like the ladies
I light my world to drive her crazy
performing my tunes
Fresh off a heart break a bounce back sounded good
By the end of July
The internship was over and my only coworker in the mall stopped
on Worldstar, plus I'm Worldstar
You might have seen me once before
In ya girl car
Drumma Boy the name, but I go by D-Boy
Fresh nigga never known to miss a beat
block up
Enjoy your mind trip
But don't trip on your mind
No man is safe from the war goin' on outside
That's right
You ever been conscious in a coma
divine.
Though in the eyes of few I shine.
Yet quietly I run along,
And do not mind the noisy throng
Of boys and girls who me frequent
And never ask why I
sitting in cells your a snitch bitch
Aint getting girls just feeling himself
Sometimes I hear the dumb rhymes you spit
Think you dont run lines you bitch
the street and punch him in his face (Yeezy)
Drake and Kanye deaded their fake beef
Did a concert that looked like Verzuz without Swizz Beatz (it did)
Drake
to come second in this race
I displace
Outer space
I dispel
From this hell
Visionaries speak while the ill equipped are trapped
In their mind like a cell
10
or tradition,
I am not driven by, I am not driven by,
I am not driven by family or tradition!
[Verse 2]
Save your prayers for someone who cares,
Even if I’m in
yeah) milk does a body well
Girl you drink it, I can tell, yeah
(slim thick, hah)
I know these niggas hatin'
By their faces, I can tell, yeah
(can tell,
and then we revive
Don't let your parents tell you you're their flesh and blood
Cause you're not
We die more than once in our lives
Cells renew and then we
and took him by the arm
He said Johnny, come and go along with me Poor boy
Johnny, come and walk along with me
John Hardy stood in his old jail cell
bombs, and word to mom, I'ma blow his arms
Six shot rhyme, my forty-four is made by ? arms
I put some diss in the steps, and damage all your reps
had a nigga blowin brown, said it wasn't no green
But that ain't no thang, cause in Tacoma
I blew bomb till I was in a coma
And in Seattle my partner
remember when my pops sittin in the cell.
Momma dead had da grind get up off my ass
Can you tell can you tell can you tell
Dese niggas fake i can tell i can
crying
They hold each other like they used to do
He whispers, "Girl, I've missed you"
They love their kids and their house
And that dog in the yard
To the tune of “The Man Who Sold the World” by David Bowie
[Verse 1]
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