Lyrics:
Running to me comes natural and I am blessed by God to have such talent and ability.
Everyone is in my corner to help harness my greatness from
breath is ammunition in their eyes
Its terrorism with a green card
You know its over if I see y'all
Knocking at my door, MAGA hat the oppressor
Talking
And you're lookin' for somethin' you ain't quite found yet
And your knee-deep in the dark water with your hands in the air
And the whole world's a-watchin'
Each lazy hour
What a good life
Lying laid back
Like an old railroad bum by the track
What a good life
Living outdoors
Lie in the grass and chew
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
[GZA]
The echo chamber enhance the flow wit the block party
Keep an MC head spinning like Dark Bacardi
This B.A.C. is 2.3
Now the liver's damaged,
for the king now
How the fuck a bad bitch
With a cheapskate
Broke mother fucker
Girl I got condos in three states
I got drive like the freeway
So you
on Windrush, supporting a mar jays old man
Cold doubling eight kids, bare bills
Plus racists full of hatred in your own plant
Three jobs in a day (three jobs
each other
Attacked by the cold hearted and still, we don't take cover
Cause a heart is a heart and other people hold us in it
If it's cold, it needs
clways out in front like I'm Rudolph
Blew off important interviews with my new boss
Few flaws
Yeah you got the message, that's by myself
cnd if I was
from my past now
I'm really being followed by these dark clouds
I been through the mud I need to calm down
And she been telling me I need to calm down
Maybe I shouldve walked away then But I always want you by my side like Mjollnir n Thor
Always felt like you was my prize for Being a real nigga and more
the door is cracked open for me
I'm a Butterfly, I just decided to eat my Cocoon
I really lost my uncle, I ain't seen your face in many moons
We can't relate
(Push back) errybody from left to right... what's done in the dark will be brought to light
If you don't like being called racist, it's not enough to not
what's done in the dark will be brought to light
If you don't like being called racist, it's not enough to not be, you gotta be anti
They can try to attack
me to
Do photo ads in magazines
Went from the BET video to big
Features in Vibe and Rolling Stone
Get the cover of the Source
They gave me three mics
lane is where you need to stay
Cause you fake, it feels I'm being questioned by the police
I don't really care about he says she says
I'm just here still
Maybe you killed your friend by accident
Maybe his mother's crying now
Maybe she has poison too
Maybe she's hunting you down
And when you're broke in
by myself so I don't think I'mma answer
I'm fresh to death, I'm in the zone.
I checked my head, but no one's home.
The mood is right, the party is on.
to him, then threw a rose to him
Quickly he walked to her table and there he sat down
And in a day or so, wherever folks would go
They'd see this young
and emptied
Up into the candy dispenser
Then minutes later after eating them, m&m
Had got indigestion then he went and set in
To the bathroom and snatched down
down in Kenny's basement and getting over-faded at major
Overestimating my intake and now I'm curled up on the couch in a blanket
(Kenny)
I grew
of this lad
We watch in reverence, as Narcissus is turned to a flower
A flower?
If you go down to Willow Farm
To look for butterflies, flutterbyes,
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