Lyrics:
don't want to go by Satan, don't want to die uneasy,
just let me go naturally.
And when I die and when I'm gone,
there'll be one child born, there'll
One of the arguments we hear
Coming from the new type of atheist
"When I was a child
I believed in Santa Claus
When I was a child
I believed in
Call me Papichulo - I aint paying child support to any crazy hoe
I’m father time and I’m fucking with mother nature
No rubber, so these days she Stay
of lust when the guy's passing by
Wrecking one's brain and I'm going insane don't know why
A love child, running wild
the guy's passing by
Wrecking one's brain and I'm going insane don't know why
A love child, running wild
straight up raw street type shit
Is what it feels like
I will be displayin' lyrical
Styles I'm saying
Lyrical styles from the miracle child
Want a pile
introduce you to another type of rapper MC
Where glamour and glitter don't matter gently
I'm tired of the Chattanooga empty
Classical like a German luger
the people abreast
Now you've been branded
[Chorus]
Higher science and I'm changing the crime in,
Watch my son 'cause you'd be fucking wit the child
This is the bonus
So, no time to play
Been sitting in the cave
Writing all day
Trying to clear my mind
I'm here to escape my oasis
Now watch me ace
Sorry for cussing
Fuck you niggas
I'm back, Mr. Magic City
Blowin' color purple, I make it rain on your forehead
You woulda thought I had a fan
Sorry for cussing
Fuck you niggas
I'm back, Mr. Magic City
Blowin' color purple, I make it rain on your forehead
You woulda thought I had a fan
Winnin' by a long shot
Know you gotta be the change
If you wanna see the change
First album was twenty fo'
Sixty fo' I leave the game
Mamba mentality
I'm
money
Rap money, tech money, flex money
What's next? You funny
Me, myself, I'm the illest alive
I could do a whole album on how it feel to survive
My
Album ending
Listen close you hear what I'm about, nigga feel my truths
When pop died, didn't cry, didn't know him that well
Between him doing heroin
Album ending
Listen close you hear what I'm about, nigga feel my truths
When pop died, didn't cry, didn't know him that well
Between him doing heroin
that hot, shaking ale
And say "free young struggle" who's not making bail
He got popped by the feds
Fuck the cops! Take an L
Fuck it take M
that hot, shaking ale
And say "free young struggle" who's not making bail
He got popped by the feds
Fuck the cops! Take an L
Fuck it take M
Oh child
Enjoy, before it passes you by
The snow falls outside my window
cnd the storm will come
It's taking you away, but I wanna hold on
Maybe you
to you (By my side)
You know I'm talkin' 'bout, and I got my shit right here with me (By my side)
(There isn't everywhere you go that it's—) (By my side)
out my people
When this album drop, we on a roll
Hop on the stage, put on a show
Crack the safe and break the code
Steve Harvey, I'm the host
Come in
a sawed-off blast, 'cause y'all all soft
And I'm the black hearse that came to haul y'all ass in
It's for the hood by the corner store
Many try, many die,
[Verse 1]
My, first album had no famous guest appearances
The outcome: I'm crowned the best lyricist
Many years on this professional level
Why would
find
To protect your neck - What I'm stuffing in your mind
Will connect and resurrect souls summoned by Divine
Time codes etched in the stars remind
Us
Don't you listen to the never
Keep praying for rain
Dancing for rain little girl by the drain
Motherless child, rescue rescue
Don't you listen
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