Lyrics:
sweet as the apple
Don't fall asleep on your dreams
Don't sell your soul for your masters
Don't let that whip be your master slave master
God don't matter
Been working on your new album for two years strong
You still can't come up with the right song
You know what they say, "Study long, study wrong"
All
the wolves cry
But will they wipe my son's
Tears when he falls? I
Don't think so but they still wanna talk
Why? Cuh that's the culture of the
Roads what we
My life has always been a mystery
Surrounded by darkness and shrouded by misery
Thoughts attacking viciously
Ripping me apart from the inside, I
They
'boutta hit this muhfuckin' album
(Oh oh-Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah, whoa)
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah
I done seen a lot of things, yeah yeah
Nowadays, sit
ain't know if I'd see daddy no more
By the time I was seven, we all moved out to the city
Southside, Minneap-, you know these trenches is gritty
Only
turning in my album
Get amnesia when they ask "who you got your style from?"
You niggas make me laugh 'til I cry
Scared to use your voice, so all you
prepare you have approximately five minutes
Fuck the bullshit Time/Warner will fall
Record labels will fall the Earth will crumble
Begin
there waitin' for the fall
(Y'all can't stop a motherf***in' Tank)
[Hook]
After Dollars, no cents
From Chev's to Bents
From cheddar to cheese
fall, never make a scene
(when I fall)
Made a promise, and keeping things
Copacetic
(they gone)
Found my way
I know I'm headed
(I'm gone)
Big estate, by
lumps
You flossin now, you be pardon by next month
Type of thug, yo I was born to bug
Waitin for us to fall, nigga join the club, what
Give me the cue
Skip the introduction
Proceed the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed
Splatter your melons like
of your toe
All the way up to your last hair follicle
[Biz Markie]
Hey hey hey, it's me the diabolical
Yes, y'all and, it's time for me to fall in
Order now before the sounds of sexy soul get away
Hey y'all, I got a great new album in the mail today
Finer thangs, hoes like (Yeah) dough
niggas in the game
A lotta niggas got two albums I can't explain
How they maintain to keep the same migraines
I can't help it if my brain is supersonic
My rhymes are hot stuff
Snow White just rocked up
Y'all lies and all cut
And every time they do get represented its usually by a female
Thats
so cautiously
R.I.P to the soldiers resting in peace
Got the world on my shoulder the rest is on me
Sometimes I feel like Akon when I rode by my lonely
Walls I had to climb
Started in my room
Started just by writing
Knew I had to move
But the lightning strike hit
2022
Bout to switch my life quick
to the Graduation albums Kanye made by himself
Man I'm the next one
Ain't no competition with me I'm the best son
You could think that you're superior that's your
Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels
Write a book full of medicine and generate mills
Tour the album
decay
But I still hope that my album will get a few plays
I'll get by, taking this day by day
But if I die, just know you'll be okay
All I've ever done
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If you coming at me just know that you getting bodied by singer named Truelove
I be so proud of me
You cannot talk to me,
Album of the year
That's when they fall cause they met my balls
Right after I played ball
No wash-up, no nothin'. hear what I say y'all?
O.k. y'all. ask aj y'all
I'll turn
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