Lyrics:
the quiet of the storm
While you in the lodge
Christ Conscious
Shackled by the chains of the enemy
Bound
Running off of fumes
I won't make another mile
Felt
The stars get no sleep
Last joint left, some things you can't keep
People saying, some things I can't be
But that's alright, I'll always be me
faster and faster, pulling Leonard by the whip, now flying over the ground. Close to the edge, the only way was... take off. And that’s what they did. Soon
older than we were
But I was also unusually lucky the
Bullets hit everyone but me
Luck follows me through this story so does my
Luckless homeland a few
the reason They leaving
I’m leaving I’m joining marines over seas and I’m dying regardless from drugs that I’m feenin, instead of myself I’ll shoot up enemies
golden ticket,
Few more rings on this hand I’d be Olympic
Careful who you dissing, careful what you wishing,
Things we want the most We can speak into
my borough
I'm big enough to do it
I'm that thorough
Plus I know my own flow is foolish
So the rings and things you sing about
Bring 'em out
It's
my borough
I'm big enough to do it
I'm that thorough
Plus I know my own flow is foolish
So the rings and things you sing about
Bring 'em out
It's
path cuz I will blast anybody that,
Attempts to stop me, Attempts to block me,
Attempts to rob me, Attempts to copy,
And I can not be tempted by
they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better
few seasons holding on, all in my feelings
Stuck on you babe
But you let your pride get a hold on you
I figured I might just get over you
Cause baby I
I was in the Spirit on the Lord's day when, loudly, I heard
A voice sound like a trumpet from behind me, and so I turned
His hair was like white
an icon to
Hang it's guilt on but, admittedly, i
Have assumed the role of Antichrist I
Am the Nineties voice of individuality
And people tend to associate
to move in a way
So that every aspect of who I am can
Be seen" Queen Latifah does musicals, movies
Voice-overs for cartoons - is she a
Sellout or is she
In order for me to be happy
I need to let some of these so called conspiracies out in my poetry
Because there's some truth to these things, you may
Aiyyo, real niggas live off of principles
If you want it bad enough
I'mma give it to you
If your nigga ain't faithful
Then fuck him too
I don't trust
the Son of Mary, I pray that you tarry
The Word is the way, the truth, and the life that died and was buried
cnd raised from the dead by the power of God
every show
Whole crew couldn't be faded
Straight untouchable flows
Faithful few stayed down
Whether I'm rich or I'm broke
Trees by the pound, take two
A few man, they wanna ruin my thing
But I guess that's life
Each step that I take
I'm pursuing my thing
And my thing is rhymes
Lord knows
I ain't
with lust
All of Life's problems I just shake off
Yo, mad little events happen
Things might pan out in a few blue
Maddens are like the toilets
Big
And there's few things more loved in Alabama than football and the men who know how to win at
it.
So when the Bear would come to town, there would be a parade.
What's that noise, In the night the most sentuent voice,
the song of love from an angelic boy, stuck in my head,
and this is what he said,
I am gopher
Cause we have the madda voice the madda choice
From the caribbean you better think twice
We have the madda voice the madda choice
Make gal roll over
Strange things overcoming my peace
Humiliated by society I stand for the streets
Some envy me,
others claim that they honouring me
But what's the use
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