Lyrics:
the blessed mic christ
Just a man but a spirit nonetheless
Who leaves behind a catalog and finally can come to rest
He's survived by a tribe
that extends
think he must've brought you like twenty gifts
Your mother say you growing so fast
That they don't even really fit
But man, you know, I still had
Mackbo Tucker, huh
Who that right there flexin'? No, that's you with that bad ass 'Benz, huh
They say it's sunny in Philly, but rain keep tappin' on my
the scene with a
Clip full of hollows, Put a hole in his tee
He got soul 'til his face by
The soles of my feet
Don't get stepped on (Don't get stepped on)
I
a good thing that it rain
When you really fucked up
Just know life finds a way
Wrap my mind around this situation
Always find a way
Thought I wasn't makin'
life through (that's right)
He's been walking through the rain (rain)
Until that day he run for you (uh huh, uh huh)
And the sun came pouring down
whole life through (that's right)
He's been walking through the rain (rain)
Until that day he run for you (uh huh, uh huh)
And the sun came pouring
and a dream
I ain't scared to grind I'm finna eat by any means
Before they strip my life away, I'm finna make it rain
Used to hurt my feelings, now I'm bout
The world by the balls, eatin' out my palm
Every album song I was spazzin'
The fuck out on
And now I'm gettin' frowned and clowned on
But the only one who's
away and let him be
He?s got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Who?)
Cause you?ll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones)
[Verse 2]
I used to get dissed by
Every song man tells a story every album has some life
Lemme start from the beginning hold up let's rewind time
Let me paint a picture
Small school inside
eachother, long as we was barely getting by
We grown men, and all living in sin
Shooting a kite to my people, cause he in prison again
Letting him know that
This song is by Mississippi Fred McDowell and
appears on the album Mississippi Fred McDowell (1995).
John Henry was a steel-drivin'
John Henry was
jot this whole album hoping that I would forget it
But I didn't, man, I really learnt a lesson
I vised the system still existing and it actually isn't
(miracle)
Her last man money hysterical
She from the six one nine, Rey Mysterio
I'm the same nigga bustin' their stereo
Yeah, my boys on the block selling
by me and the JACKETMAN (ha)
10 'o clock, hit my line, and he got a mission
Pick up the phone, said wassup, and he just said listen
Mother fucker was
right now
Even though this helps me to sort my goals by priority
The time it will take me to finish my goals is not guaranteed
On top of that new
definition, is the belief in oneself
This is How I Bleed, Nado Gang, let's get it
Yeah, the seasons change
The time's coming for the freezing rain
The bottom
like a rough neck man witha tough deck spittin game by the pound like what's next I can think of better things but in my brain its like a colluseam tiga
loves algebra math enjoys albums and making cash
I'm often reflected as Hoffman in Rain Man total retard out of the cast to blame man
The same man who
The Imperium Marches Against Gul-Kothoth, Then Dark Sorceries Shall Enshroud The Citadel Of The Obsidian Crown (recounted on the second Bal-Sagoth album
That's his first album
He start Shoot like a starter
Gripping on pressies
I call that the dead hand
Pop worked in bakeries
Bitch now I'm the bread man
No
walk away and let him be
He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Who?)
Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones)
Hey
Now make it rain
Hey
know me, man
It's time you know
I been flowing insane since before Black Reign
If it sound mundane then it can't be Sho
Made a album with my wife
We was
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