Lyrics:
Philly so the herb can be
Rolled up modern style to what we call a blunt
Know the facts is true don't try to front
Or stray away from the positive
Philly so the herb can be
Rolled up modern style to what we call a blunt
Know the facts is true don't try to front
Or stray away from the positive
by
No emotion calls
Anonymous love
Talking
Watching
Modern expression
Closer we'll find
Only know you could be beautiful
We're so
information to you?
Yo, there go the God right there, yo Peace, Born Knowledge
Peace God (Peace what up Bobby?)
Yo, yo... don't even call me Bobby no more,
eye blind
So the words go hide and my brain gets lazy
Hard Knock Life. Nine twice like Jay-Z
And still you amaze me, you call me crazy
I spin soft shit
me a rock star, girls call me cock star
Billboard, pop star, neighborhood block star
Chi-Town go-getting pimps, we mobsters
Gingerbread Man even
Chorus:
Father/Son livin’ on the run / just a modern day love story, livin’ by the gun /
Father/Son stayin’ on the run / just some modern day
car crashing, 'cause I shot it
Bitch I'm hard, I do narcotics
Bitch gimme top in the back of the trap house
Call me Stuart Little stacking cheese
Like
on
Ain’t from a gang but i bang with my bros
Call me a crook but i live by a code
If i do dirt do that shit on my own
And if i get caught gotta walk it
the Jello gella'
And puddin' pops, that others opt to call falling in love, but
For the record, have you ever rode a horse?
Like for you to take me
Call me Lade
Lade don make me craze
Again
Call me Lade
Lade don make me craze
Again
Lade Lade
Lade Lade
Lade Lade
How many times you hear your name
Hello, what you doing here, who are you?
Het jy my tv?
My codename is Mikhail Breznikov, but you can call me Bongi
Nice name, where'd you get it?
the box
They call me Sheeda's Black Baby just in case you forgot
Nigga
a closed car door
I feel like I'm undercover
And I'm around her door
She tells me she's a modern lover
Won't find her 'round here no more
So call the CIA
and they was buryin' me
One set of footsteps, You was carryin' me
When I was negotiatin' with Apple, it was Larry and me
Told Tim Cook to call me, I was
control this
Cause I've been maneuvered by the most high above
Prophets looking down on me I'm so dearly loved
Joseph next to me while I'm doing drugs
(Chorus)
My English teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high
I told him to take his pants off, hooked him up, he let me slide
I pinched his ass, he winked
a call on the phone if you can't speak
And you find it hard to breathe
Paralyzed by my essence, mere presence I put forth
Inherently legends record all
create and tape
A series for me
Lyrically he not hard, fuck Akh bars (Akbar)
The ratchet that'll blow his top
Off I call Teairra Mari
It couldn't be
bandana
Got this french bitch no montana
She want me to meet her family
We we we we going live dont change the channel
Got her wet like english channel
She
your cheap words, I can wash my hands
Walked for 4 hours, I was flooded by the water No response, that's an order
Don't call me bro, I'm your therapist
the poetic form of Chanie Gorkin's "Worst Day Ever?” with a reverse translation into English in verse form.
In English (interpretation by Lord Muck):
1
like I invented English
Please pardon my French but this how I vent in English
I sat on the bench for long enough I am finished
Don’t fuck with me
and Tarcisia told me where they were going and told me it was 38 via Regnoli. So she said “Would you like to come down?” By this time we’d moved up to Villanova,
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