Lyrics:
drip, I hail
Ice matched the new teeth, veneers feared no rations
Ratio to the flailing foes, pailing goes to paid fellatio
No more ego fashion, flashin
A father & his only son, it don’t get realer than that
“And by the way… Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday Sabyn,
Happy birthday
by example
Yea
This songs just a sample
Black folks get your plate its time to eat
And we gon' hunt for ourselves no more Govermeat
Cuz ain't no time
no anything
We are nothing without Your hand and Your grace (yes)
For it's not by might or by power
But by Your spirit (yes)
Put Your spirit
No, we never fall far
Been family from the start
Well would you look it? I be chilling by myself again
Haven't been responsive, mom be worried 'bout my
See what I'ma do is, like...
I just kinda want to be able to, you know...
Smoke by myself,
Without kinda being bothered by what a motherfucker had
DOIN'?!
C'mon son, we can't be
Son we can't be out there like that
The hoes ain't even checking for us no more
Son WHAT'S REALLY GOOD'! Ahh man
Now I'm in
a yo, yo
The God
Is more
Royal than royalty
Matter of fact
More
Loyal than loyalty
It ain't no question
If it's MC Drastyck Meaxurez
And once you know
numbered
We flexin like the X-Men on rap veteran
That be's no question, boy ya need protection son
I'm burnin up check the temperature
Ya fuckin wit The Last
should have been more like the teacher
More like the father
More like the pastor
More like God
More like me
I'm dragging loneliness, I have no use
at the door
Bimbam at the door/Then he'll bum no more.
Sweet bad luck on the waves washed to our island
The hooker of the hammerfast viking
And Gall's
chopped off
I'm great, inspired by God, Know the Ledge like I got off
More bars than Rakim Allah with an edge, not a knock off
Follow the Leader's lyrics
We the realest niggaz
So succa free no lollipop gang
All we so is get money
All we do is grind
All we do is what we do, never what you do
Cause we in
Monstah's
Soul made
Whether it's me or them yeah we gotta be killers
My life might make no pence
But my death might make more sense
Evil release by
my side
Oh my father once He told me son
Don't you spend your life on the run no
Have a heart that ways a ton
And don't you be so quick to draw your
thought the price was pretty steep
We hung the Father's Son on a tree
By the blood I have been set free indeed
Why you sayin' grace is cheap
I thought
done with you
Done with you
I wanted to raise a son with you
I thought I wanted a son by you
I tried to give my light to you
I never lied to you
Like who
Got a call from my date, hit like a kick in the chest
She told me, she ain't wanna date me no more
She found a new guy, felt she wanted to explore
I was
iil fly higher than you
Rather have a duck by my side but they wouldn't ride cause the constant sound off
Momma callin my phone
Listen here son get your
acting like they know me more than me right
But with my confidence I don't need nobody's insight
Here we go y'all here we go y'all
Y'all bout to be
this all 'cause
He was surrounded by men with no border
Swinging around the events was the norm
But now we go out of the ends on a tour bus
No more
Old rockin' chair's got me
(Old rocking chair got you, father)
Cane by my side
(Your cane by your side)
Fetch me that gin, son
(I ain't got no
Yeah, out the window of that range or that muscle car
Arm hanging out the window, diamonds in that big shepard
Weed in the crack cigar, more sour
life!
You've been on your own
With no family ties,
But those solo days are done
You'll be two of a kind
Spending quality time
Together as father and son
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