Lyrics:
chosen
He said you know what I mean
Forever Symhir!
Real Ink!
Life be seeming like shit, living a life that I ain't ask for
Daily fighting pain
Feeling
gone, gone
Yeah this is more than just a song, song
Yeah rolling dope its very strong, strong
Drove to Venice just to vibe out
Me and 5 chicks
For
not one for games
I ain't short or 5-2 dick
So, why test me
You thinking to do so
Let's see, unless you wanna get stretched
Don't vex me
You better cop
of the Bann
Was the skipper of the Irish Rover
For a sailor its' always a bother in life
It's so lonesome by night and by day
That he longs for the shore
cry
I wish you the very best
Now that you have lost the very best of me
The Very Best Of Me
Why do I just sit here all alone, I'm missing you
get off
Winners stays on, winner plays on, winner like the Malmaison
I’m a winner, my 5 like a break for 20 thousand and people don’t never put hate
the shelf
I ain't even done my part, you was losing on your health
I was fighting for my future you was fighting for yourself
And I ain't mean to lose you I
fighting all my life
C.O.V.I.D. got me gasping for breath
But the prayers of the righteous guide me back to health
Yeah
I wrote this standing on my casket
Say your the best
You plain little mess
You ain't studied for shit
You ain't taking the test
Come in the game and I'll play with the best
We'll come
understandably shaken up by this release
The question everybody wants to know is:
Why'd they get this nigga started? 2Pac, rather Makaveli
Was not available for
My mom and dad are always fighting and it's
Getting very un-exciting to get a good job
You need the proper schooling now who the
Hell do ya think
She currently- fits the vision- so listen- having my heart will be a mission- you're a mistress at best for now, you can hang about- if we- fuck up
On that day 5 years ago
Seems that I'm trapped, no shield, no sword
The unbeaten path got my soul so sore
Allured by the lust, something gil can't
and the best from the rest of the Espada
And fighting me you better bring your whole armada
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Espadas the top of the hollows
Cinco, seis,
25, A nigga just hit
2-5, the age that pac died
May be the year that i thrive
25, A nigga just hit 2-5, I
May have dodged statsitc but
Does that mean
and you fighting the merge
Spend a ten just to see you in dirt
And I think I need five for a verse
Fuck that, I need your life for a verse
Shoot that omen
the banks of the Bann
Was the skipper of the Irish Rover
For a sailor it's always a bother in life
It's so lonesome by night and by day
'Til he launch
my Bride
My perfect gift
Mother of my seed
So you best believe
I need you by my side
You're a Queen baby girl
For you I'll serve
Now I'm yearning for
If they in my house probably for unlawful search and seizure
Done pleading the 5th done reading the script
of the propaganda machine unleashing my gift
What up, okay if you ain't know it be one of the best of all time
Busta bust for short, for some better know me bust' rhymes
(What's good?) maintainin'
through Black or White(Black or White)
Best believe I ain’t Colorist
Cause I had a thing with a dark Queen
I was born and raised by a Dark King
Momma
duh duh pah!
I'm way too busy jumping in the cash this is a deep dive
Yeah, fighting in the fields me against five, this is a fight for life
So, why
Just talk your shit
I'll put your ass right back in line
Shit call me up now
Let me toke another joint
Five rounds
You'll be asking for a point
And you
a tourist
Look like the island was
Organized by a florist
It's gorgeous, I ain't even from here
Came for the weekend might stay
Here for 1 year
The feeling
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