Lyrics:
TORN
BUT EVENTUALLY
A PICTURE WILL BE BORN
PIECE BY PIECE I START TO RECREATE
WHAT USED TO BE ME
A PUZZLE WITH A THOUSAND SHAPES
WHICH DONT SEEM TO FIT
of all these pictures of me
Completely wrong
Totally wrong
Go walking by
Here come another guy
Jailer who sells personal hells
Who'd like to see
of all these pictures of me
Completely wrong
Totally wrong
Go walking by
Here come another guy
Jailer who sells personal hells
Who'd like to see
for my people, yet we don't know why
They cuttin' sistas off welfare, these kids can't eat
And it's the children like thuggish minds turned out by
write this
Push-ups, prayer, sleep another day gone!
Jailhouse Rap
Read fan mail got some
Nice pictures today and
Marisa sent me some Marc
Jacobs
to let go
Of that death note
Fucked up, had me fucked up
On some real stuff
Late night, on your Insta
It was real tough
Pictures, burned them all down
By
these MC's our sons like Horus
I'm always taking shots like a Japanese tourist, get the picture?
Flyer than Keyser Soze and no exposure
I'm sippin'
my room
It's like flowers and mint gum
She smell like perfume
She's my dirty laundry when we hide beneath the covers
And I don't just think I like her
to come and dirty your soul
You see the haters get the genitals
Back up off the minerals
Rolling with the general and high off that medical
Rolling all
All autistic artists are lining up
With songs they can't sing, they can't sing enough
Their painting pictures of all the pictures they took
Your
Drive by the club and I'm riding a Urus
Picture with my fans
And they act like some Tourist
All my drinks gotta be dirty and the purist
I got all these
you're not breathing at night
And you're not breathing when you cry
Are you happy with your life?
As you watch it go on by
I try to exit as you enter
I
Before
the main dish
came out, my pain
He always said
that Let's come again
As good as the
steak was the birthday service
A congratulatory song by
planted seeds and they hatched, sparkin' the flame
Inside my brain like a match, such a dirty game
No memories, just a misery
Paintin' a picture of my
We blended with Treach and Vinnie from Naughty By Nature
It's Mystikal with Silkk the Shocker and 'nem
No Limit Lieutenant is at it again!!
Catch
the world can't hide
Genocide niggas killing up they own kind
Murder, murder
Is something that I can't help
I even had to ride on some niggas by myself
I live
fucker (Still thuggin)
You know The Outlawz in this bitch (hahah.. it's on)
[Napolean - Verse 1]
Once again
Another fat nigga fried
Do a drive-by if you
hammer legged ladies
Prior commitments to her guy
But maybe wanted to do some cheating
Sent a bunch of dirty pictures
Most of the time when we weren't
gettin' that degree at Stanford or Harvard
Threatened by my work ethic, the way I speak, yo
Should I be mentally weak, verse being Malik
Yo, should I be
The Prophecy probably suddenly
Switch how it's supposed to be and dirty money
Can't be evil 'cause it's fillin' up my tummy
Born in a position, death
through SC
Just walk on by, nigga, just walk on by
Before you fuck up my high
Before you fuck up my high
Before you fuck up my high
If you see me in
still put it through you
With a Luger that'll spit fire
And hit higher than a pitch by a bitch like Mariah
You think for one second since we got a deal
the way I will right now
By December
I'll probably be getting off to pictures on my phone
You sent half a year ago
But right now I'm here
Your thighs over
Lord have mercy mercy mercy
Say the girl she so dirty dirty dirty
See the way she just dey hypno hypno hypnotise me
Oooo yea oooo yea
She get man but
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