Lyrics:
to stand before a giant
With just a sling and a stone
Surrounded by the sound of a thousand warriors
Shaking in their armor
Wishing they'd have had
eagle talons stay sharpened, like city lights stay throbbing
You either make a way or stay sobbing, the Shiny Apple
Is bruised but sweet and if you
40secs
My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on
Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco
Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo
explore my body
(Body) yeah, yeah
(Made by God, my body) made by God, my body
(Body) baby
(It's so good, my body) hey
You can tell a macho, he has
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
Wheels turnin', wheels burnin'
See the eagles fly
Weekend warriors
Like shining knights
Of days gone by
They're born again
They'll never die
home and start flowing
Never in debt never owing
Drop a new album and blowing
Past by the place when we fought for the first time
Past by the place when
the complete lock and beat stop
Now all the horny heffers wanna dangle on my er
Down by the dungeon with the cracks on the wall
Buffoon I’m like a mink while
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
What's Wrong With Bill - Inspired by swords that kill
Coldhearted, how can a person be taught to feel?
Thoughts concealed by
in order to feed they kids
They gotta play that same shit over and
Over and over again i was raised by KRS
One, I was raised by Child Conquest
I was
the contradiction
Between America's reality and perhaps her
Selective vision of herself
Corruption just refers to fraudulent
Conduct by the powerful, which is
and over and over i was raised by
KRS 1, I was raised by Tribe Called Quest
I was raised
By DMX the last real nigga alive? Naw
Nigga! We real
Niggas alive,
Wanted to be an artist i
Was of course inspired
By Debbie Harry and Chrissie
Hynde and Aretha Franklin
But my real muse was David
Bowie he embodied male
Street
Yeah
Welcome to the street life
Hustle by the street lights
I'm the one your parents told you never grow to be like
I'm just tryna eat right
Yeah, Bnoutch
Uh, uh
Mmm, mmm
It's hard to find people that'll stay by me
Niggas change like a stained white tee
Only the real know the pain I speak
Gray sky's, life was passing me by
Wanted to fly, all I had to do is try
Hate seeing my baby cry
Told her Daddy will be back
Her father's a rolling
by
Ain't no denying
(Yes) The sun was really shining
Time was flying
The time was flying away
Back on the road
Took off like an eagle flyin'
I feel
what is real
A throne
Rise as precious stone
Manned by ox, lion and eagles
This sight
I kept in me
'Cause I don't know if its real
There's money money
What would we see with blinders removed
from our sight
A long winding trail fables made to
deceive and delight
Heroes by blood, honoured a past that
let it defeat you
Pilot my own life and everything else is a feature
These some words just to live by, tryna get by
Hit a low so we get high, so we
up on em rock a By a baby like whoooooooo
Bust down
Bust down
Bust down
Yea
Trap phone
Trap phone
Ringing like
Brrrrrrrrrrr
Brand new for
baby think my life gon end
I had to tell her that I'm pressure it don't make no sense
Oh I was brought up by the dope dealers
Oh I surrounded by the go
Baby Cakes
You just don't know, know
How I, I
Got plans to blow, blow
And I just wanted you to know
I'm not sure our love'll grow
Gotta take it step by
the music in they ears, they would have lost it
The seventh album by a musician they both revered
First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world
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