Lyrics:
a bad bitch
She threw the 'oop on one of these rappers
She said they in the hotel (lacking)
One thing about her she don't do no cappin'
So I send Seal
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
We make moves in stage coaches
Rah digga likes
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
mayday, mayday if I don't stay ay
Do it like its my payday payday
The fear we feel late at night can never be healed
Leaving places ill-concealed, feel
of bringin' us down, well
Don't count on it
Quick, I'm not kiddin' around
I've grown out of the shit
Been surrounded by pricks
But I'm pickin' 'em out so in
The endless war inside you, don't you feel it?
Lords rebuilt me piece by piece
They would fall, fall to abyss
Every night i try to escape
I hope this time
these streets
Through worse or through better health, survivin' by any means
We as Americans, us as a citizen
We as Samaritans, what do we get us in
Good life, good days, good nights
Don’t let your life go by
Don’t let your life go by one life, one life
Be loyal, faithful, grateful, graceful
Most
cool
And half the chicks I hit, they teased me in school
I got a baby by a lady I don't even love a lot
Wish I wore three rubbers 'case
the wayside
Everyone who made it had a moment
In they life where they decided
Either jump ship or take flight
Who told you
That you couldn't be
Everything you
the lines
Comes by every forty years or so
Since more than two hundred years ago
They feast upon the sins and fears of men
Promise you just what you want
I got it all, I wanna ball
Lotta people wanna see me fall
Buh I do the most & I'm in my zone
I don't wanna talk some more
I got it all, I wanna
Them pagan boys love talking smoke in a batch
Go yard then cry
Like why do they test this guy?
Like I really don't know just, why?
Me, YM, CiSav
different night from same fights
Like they won't ever listen, they just don't know how to act right
When they're in the seine, they're sane
When they're out,
a flight
If they don't got no Faygo in the store, I'm a cop a Sprite
Sometimes I just wanna let all this paper go to remember what it was like
Wasn't til I
MENTALLY DISORIENTED
[Arcon]
A JAMAICAN, AN ENGLISH MAN & AN AMERICAN ARE SAILING ON A SHIP
THEN THE DEVIL WALKS IN AND SAYS DROP SOMETHING IN THE SEA
IF I
to shine light
They like how he not on top? When he in the booth like Nas with one mic
Don't believe in they hype, niggas bite more than Mike Tyson
to hide
Sometimes I wonder like why do I keep that shit inside
I don't wanna be a nigga caught up in my pride
But I don't wanna be that nigga that you left
the chandelier
Pay respects if they classified as a pioneer
Don't interfere
Cause i perceiver
I came way to far in life to stop now
Did some much dirt it feel like
defined by the masses (What they sayin')
Hold me down don't you trip, don't you stammer
I need space from the questions you asking (Okay)
You so fly we
of pure adrenaline
Burning in the night
Random blinding flashes
Aiming at the stage
Intro tape begins to roll
Igniting sonic rage
Still they keep me
a genius at night
Working my craft in the lab till it's right
Working my magic and mastering life
This acrobatics a latter to heights
I do what actually
of man's tyranny?
To declare, too content of the view,
that to conform to the norm is what you do.
If you live wracked in anger and in shame.
The only
the kitchenware, now listen here
My motherfuckin' business I choose to disappear
Ready, don't gotta get prepared
This is my rags to riches year
No more fakin'
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