Lyrics:
words that’s clever, want you to live forever
Cause without Him you will die in your flesh
Born once, die twice, you can roll the dice
Or be born again
born on this day
I was born by the bay
I was born by the bassline
Know in my soul the great work take time
Let the game come to me and then I take mine
broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like
Ron'll be beatin'
Saved my day, dancin' on speakers
Flames snatched I was born this way
87th Street and Hyde Park was warrin'
Over gossip, Kenwood bras
refuse to be a slap
Oh how time flies
The more you stand by
There goes another year
Oh how time flies
The more you run wild
The year drift away from you
flipping lettuce to be noticed
I go outside I get paid this that lifestyle
All of my life I been out being wild wild
I fucked around almost been me
Who lives in a well by the side of the road
Wake up, girl, we're almost home
Ya, c'mon!
We should see the gates by mornin'
We should be inside
15 year old Trayvon Martin was fatally shot and killed by George Zimmerman
Martin was walking back to his father's fiance's house from a convenience
Uh, that's right
Uh, know what it is
I remember mix-tape exclusive, no-name producers
You wasn't hot till you sold by all boosters
Run up in
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney
close
So present
So happy to be here
So pleased by your terror
The abject shriek in your mind
The perfect silence
As you tried not to wake your parents up
I'ma get by
Hit 'em with the Tek Nine
Better quit lying
Best not disrespect mine
Cause I got it
Said, Lil bitch I got it
Straight to the grave, I gun
rest is on my born day
Bust it, sometimes I sit back and just reflect
Watch the world go by and my thought connect
I think about the time past
Texts all in my phone and I'm missing a bank bill
Just another wild night off a little white pill
I know the come down really 'bout to be real
Come down,
a man's world, baby
Just learn to take a punch
If you want to be someone, baby
If you want to be someone, baby
You must grab them by the throat
When your
the magical message
But the demons they want me to be a savage and menace
I was born a king
Everything I go through show you I was born to win
They told
wanna some pussy
Boychild just wanna thrive
Boychild
I'm feeling endangered
Who gon' save us
The one born in a manger, or the park ranger
Lord have
on poke she is the Starr of the show
Bands on the floor Drac By The Door yehhh I'm ready to let that bitch blow
I want the money cars clothes hoes draping
Wild child, I was seventeen
Born again when I heard Patsy sing
Just a little piece of a good thing
My evolution, my evolution
Heart broken by a green
Born in Trinidad, not Tobogo, land of steel pan and calypso
Cyop is a buck and a buck is a cyop
That's the real true thing and a natural fact
This
gotta be a lie 'cause it just bought me a house
It just gave me a deal, I'm just 'bout to come out
Shit, I just got my budget and I don't know what they
called to use
We're definitely born in sin but not born to lose
So come on church it's past time to get it popping
It's cool to be hip but now we need
down
Understand that I be jumping
But she got me sat down
Mad wild wait
That she thinking she can get me
On some man down way
Only with it for a minute
the ghetto go figure
Yeah she got macked by some dope dealin' nigger
Still seein' that other kid on the side
She kept most of her thoughts inside
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