Lyrics:
Box Chevy, no tint
Floatin' inside, aquarium
Yeah that's him,
Compository sketches is all
They can't catch us, Jet Setta's
I jointed the mile
Reoccurring again and again
I grew up with these demons here
Since Aye child nothin to fear
Stressed out by good weed and bad women
Partake in some drugs with
hired's out
Stuck inside a cycle, on a wider route
Not a straight and narrow. You a choir mouse
So what the fuck is you cryin' bout
Is taking Fed chances by
the man you should run 'em by
In the fire, been tried
Affected the way I been wired inside
You can hide or glide
I could've been deported
That's
mass confusion
This is a revolution
An illusion
The path to absolution
Threatened by execution
Searching for a solution
Praying for retribution
In fear
by his home hidden by the night
As Evers stepped out from his car into the rifle sight
He slowly squeezed the trigger, and the bullet left his side
It
know I got tree fakes bounced out, real ones never flee
Whats left for me? Good G-O-D,
Praying for answers so they can be seen
Been lied to by so many
again
Pearls of dew shimmer on her face
Cut inside, she would dream to taste
She knocks the flowers from the window side
They fall to the ground,
inside of sleeping bag mouths
Adlib your memoirs by casting a drought
You take the veil
You'll take the dive
You take the veil
A mass of gallon
inside of sleeping bag mouths
Adlib your memoirs by casting a drought
You take the veil
You'll take the dive
You take the veil
A mass of gallon
I was talking to a man the other day
When I was coming out of mass
And he said to me, "Jaysus, the sun would split the stones"
I says to him, "I
I might fall and bust
But I will learn from my mistakes
Yeah
They say Edwin keep on going man
They Preaching to the choir
Yeah
Yo
In my past I was
INTRODUCTION
Wilson
Wilson
Wilson
Wilson
Wilson
Once upon a time there was a mountain that rose out of a vast green forest. And in the forest
loose
Hit another one, pussy juicy fruit
Tell you the truth we getting litty tonight
Baddest bitches out the city pussy pretty and tight
They don't like
could hear that singin' way out in the street, sure was a beautiful sound
So I just walked up the steps an' opened the door an' started to go inside an'
Soon will be washed away by rain
Recalling mistakes
Brought into life
cbandoned homes cut out with a knife
Heaven's calling aloud
Choir's making me mad
roll by I got nothing on me
'Cause the smoke's already in the air
I am looked up with two braids in my hair
All start with the kaki suit
I'm gonna
mostly caused by some women
Think I'm sweet like some candy I'm not giving out kisses
Trying to shoot like a star nobody granted my wishes
I'm not faking
love 'em and gotta praise 'em
Cause without 'em we'd be nothing, plus our kids they gotta raise 'em
While we, out and about and seeing what life has
in a clash for the cash
And the police with the gas came out in a pack
And the people in mass came out to react
Things out here go bump in the night
To the homies geng
To the homiez
To the homies feeling lonely by the weekend
Holla at cha boy, come hit me with a DM
You keep it up inside, don't
could hear that singin' way out in the street, sure was a beautiful sound
So I just walked up the steps an' opened the door an' started to go inside an'
to battle me
But the real Freddie's Dead and I ain't Curtis Mayfield
All wise, with four I's/eyes like Mississippi
You try to trip me, but I just play
foundations
But now I'm bound to be the Sound
That you'll wish that you had never Found
Inside your ear there's no way out
These words are sealed - Without
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