Lyrics:
And well then let it be, get the greens
And we runnin' up over
Cleveland, Cleveland, Cleveland, Cleveland
Cleveland
that's hype
But my stripes, marks me by champ
Check out the bass coming from the power amp
I'm the controller and like the Ayatollah
I used to live in
if your girl starts actin' up, then you take her friend
Master Gee, my mellow
It's on you, so whatcha gonna do?
Well, it's
damn[02:28.93]I don't take this shit for granted[02:30.64]Man, I love when they in panic[02:32.69]At the disco claiming they song's best[02:34.77]When ain't nobody
that's hype
But my stripes, marks me by champ
Check out the bass coming from the power amp
I'm the controller and like the Ayatollah
I used to live in
living life 'cause we'll never get older
Why you think they wanna call this a trap?
We live in cycles
Spending in circles, they killing with rifles
You
what I've done
Who I am or where I'm from
If you don't know it by
Now then you just dumb
I ain't got no pistols, inf beams
Choppers or no Dracos
No car,
a gangsta, well join a gang
You a pimp, well then pimp a bitch, get 'em rich or just get the change
See I live by the quarter mile, I'm walkin' against
Harder to bury you
When the bomb is ignited and
Then you try to escape
I see you here and there and there - well
You're all over the place
The major
The joy of the Lord is my strength
I could talk for days on what I've seen God do
I could talk for days on why I know God
I could talk for days on what
eating dirt
Being buried alive
Put to death by surprise in
The name of black gods
Ain't I most fly? Young pie don't cry
Dry the tears from your eye
back from my classes
Or at Quals or at Little 5
But then every other time he was always by your side
I knew that something had clicked
And I was
Oh, sometimes, I feel more broken, than black
Never taught how to share, can't build, play well or let go of pain
So we claim blocks, lay bricks,
standing outside
Squinted his eyes, located the guy and then let four shots off with the quickness
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah
If you
artificial man.
Did you ever want to live forever?
Well here's your chance to be a total automaton
'cause we've improved on God's creation
An outdated
Dear God
I know we don't talk
As much as we used to and I know it's only my fault
Yeah, I've been lost
I'm relentlessly working
You can't deny that
has taken place that we are governed by fools?
*
We've had problems from self-appointed Gods from Bishops to MPs.
They've tried to ban our
an illusion as the moments race by
Too fast to really grasp though we may try
Deny, till we die, ooh my my
These thoughts that mislead and then multiply
Second
myself up I can't manage
Tryna build myself up but I'm damaged
To my shawty I love you to death I don't mean to put all this shit on you, I panic
And I'm
on the ave
Hoppin' out the DBS, gеttin' to the bag
If you gettin' in my way then
I'm gеttin' to the mag (You know)
True story (Yeah) it's too gory (Yeah)
getting the wildest of thoughts,
I’d rather pay da price of life, then get caught wid dis pack by da nine.
Took me 20 years to put roley on da wrist,
But
the partition of God's religion
Become united by our bars and our common visions,
The "C" of Tranquility, what will it really be?
What does the future hold?
hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here (yeah)
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
[Ras Kass]
You want to talk to God? God never sleeps
[Chorus]
Ras Kass: Now what came first, the chicken or the egg?
God: Armageddon
Ras Kass: A arm
.jpg/300px-Panic!_At_the_Disco_(43285362654).jpg "Panic at the Disco")
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