Lyrics:
family
If I get a caught up on cameras i'm making a statement to all my endeavors
Won't leave the yard till the album is done, only way that i'm leaving my
yourself of blame, was just the doctor's orders that you commissioned
And now this poison leaks into how we exist
Everybody's gonna face this consequence
So
sharing my views from the window seat
I've tried to keep it light and not get in too deep
But if I don't say this, the album's incomplete
We do it for
the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
From my Blueprint beginnings 'til that Black
the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
From my Blueprint beginnings 'til that Black
prayer on this one
Do I really need this her scent’s the sweetest
Gotta say focus man be content in Jesus
Heart is drifting over compelled by aroma
Love is
know
Totally unaware
Totally ignorant of the fact that the future is now
You see if you don't know
I go by the name Fishaman Matt
And right now i'm tired
Proactiv til it get clean
I just watched my nigga do a backflip on a 10-speed
Bitch, she tryna take my debit card, bitch, please
I drop the top and put a 4
are you allowed
I cut the music, it was loud (do it)
You don't deserve my respect
When I talk to Kendrick, man, I sit on the ground (yuh)
Just
the whole beast coast
Coming for your skull
The karma gone catch up
The album sales won't
Just one up my collar gon' show
Hollaback when you get sixty
Stacks
In pain if that's what I would feel
Maybe this is Karma knocking, I'm starting to cause a lotta problems
I'm Dying 2 Live, but Satan is tryna just do
Lord)
Make a motherfucker do the Dutty Wine (uh)
Yo, shit, my fault dawg, speak your mind
That shit is fire, yo, my bad
Just continue on, I won't, I
word
God, I hate this art form so much
And this album is just getting increasingly incoherent by the minute
And yeah, you're right, we actually put
the world
There's a room where the light won't find you
Holding hands while the walls
Come tumbling down
When they do I'll be right behind you
Mothers Talk
a listen to my bros,
Zaire said leave the bitch alone ( I don't know if I can do that),
She couldn't just leave me by myself,
I don't really be asking for
We kill you iddy bitty ants with a sledgehammer
Don't let me do it to 'em, dunny, 'cause I overdo it
So he won't confuse it with just rap music
n-n-nobody really, I'm j-just um, just
passing through.
ALL HEADS: What do you want?
MINSTREL (singing): To fight, and--
ROBIN: Shut up! Um, oo, n-nothing,
Kiss my ass !
Yes sir !
I don?t care who you are
I don?t care what you do
There comes a time (uh huh)
Everybody?s life (yup!)
When?
You just gotta
went and built theirs from the floor up
How the hell you gon' get me on your album and not show up
How the hell could you slow us
Got by myself nothing
Sculpted by your thoughts
And needs and fears
And darkest spots
Of your mind
But you don't care
Your brain is mush it's turned to rot
Just post another joke
the inforcer'
Mass murder motherfuckers in a course of
An everyday situation where I would stalk by
Fuck the car, I do a motherfucking walk-by
Eazy-E
of Christ
and watch Him change they heart
We've been commissioned by Him but what is our response
The worlds condition is shifting and man they need our God
I
snitches, snakes, fakes, and boo-boo-ass cappers
I might just fuck around and drop an album with nothing on it but straight slappers
Vision
time ain’t for wasting
Grind by myself for the life I been aiming
Out from the basement, ain’t chasing placements
Talk up your pen I just come and erase
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