Lyrics:
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Glancing at the ravine there is something in the air
Waking up by his fire a grasp for breath
The being of light holding a single flame in her
not playin', understand what I'm sayin'
Catch a sucker in my way, and I'm slayin'
Takin' no shorts, so I'm vital sign
You can tell by my lines that
Catch a sucker in my way, and I'm slayin'
Takin' no shorts, so I'm vital sign
You can tell by my lines that I'm gettin' mines
in eighty-nine, because I'm
of a gun
The union was far from harmonious
No two people could have been more alone than us
The years would go by and she'd love someone else
And I
A cup in hand, I held with you, we filled it in, with years and days x2
Slip out from this tailored, jacket laid out straight,
Was it something that
know we’re them guys
Shawty's be preeing I do not catch eye
Weren’t with me in the B so they can’t act surprised
10/10 dog, reload on time, fucked up
of confusion,
Illusions darks blossoms have grown.
Even now in furrows of sorrow
The dance still is sung.
My life's course is guided
Decided by limits
of confusion,
Illusions darks blossoms have grown.
Even now in furrows of sorrow
The dance still is sung.
My life's course is guided
Decided by limits
path to lead
If I want them going wild back up in the nosebleeds
Hoping with a couple years, I have all I need to seed
My own seeds of progress
My own
not them
Quoting stats on Sachel Page
Judging by the sudden loss of blood
While sleeping on your rooftop house floods
I built this house to float in
on the billboard I'll be top ten
Tear his throat out and rip out the esophagus
Bullet to the brain 3d like in oculus
Fuck you built like a chode toad, small toed big
Cause the night is the time to run for the border
and in fifty years we'll all be under water (2x)
aint' no cover when the sharks are biting
if you're
was clear, some hoes ain't goin' have no hope this year
When I kill it I murder it dead, sippin' on some remi uh!
As for my competition find them in
According to Nigeria
National bureau of statistics
In collaboration with world bank reports
That four in ten Nigerians
Live below national
Where worlds collide
Dark clouds roll by
And mountains high
Covered in fire
There's a path that leads beyond our dreams
This is where, you'll find
of time
We can't return we can only look
Behind from where we came
And go round and round and round in the circle game
So the years spin by and now the boy
where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game
Then the child moved ten times round the seasons
Skated over ten clear frozen
where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game
Then the child moved ten times round the seasons
Skated over ten clear frozen
The devil in hell, we're told was chained
A thousand years he there remained
He neither complain nor did he groan but
Was determined to start
and do it all illegal
And get scooped up, by the little homie in a regal
Uhh it feel good to ya baby bubba
You see this is for the g's and the ki's
baled in pools of blood mixed
by a pioneer, spun out by DJ
Gandhiji for protection and
remembrance, to demonstrate
subtle boom and fire
all in the pentenaries, niggas is probably mentioning me
Give or take a couple of years, I'll be the man eventually
You can't stop what supposed to be
Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice
This story began five years ago
Took a funky idea and began to roll
By doing something that was never done
While getting
Down by the river
I get a quiver
Might be the ice melting in my shitter
But my momma didn't raise no quitter
That's why pretty soon ima run off
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