Lyrics:
and believers. This was the album inspired by all Emotions that would attribute the deep and uncontrollable need of someone
In my case my amazing wife!
The rock
the one
On top is where I be
Tell me, do you see what I see?
(When I look in your eyes, I see you hatin' inside, so tell me)
Do you see what I see?
(I
'em
It's no beefin, I can't call 'em
I'm ridin, survivin
Tryin not to die then, look him in his eyes then
[Royce Da 5'9"]
Royce 5'9", YEAH.. yeah, yeah
I'm 'bout to test, niggas
This game about to drop, shit, I'm 'bout to bless, niggas
I tell 'em no cheating's allowed, eyes on your test, nigga
I
a number two pencil cause I'm 'bout to test niggaz
This game about to drop, shit I'm 'bout to bless niggaz
I tell 'em no cheating's allowed, eyes on your
Let me put it in perspective
They tell me niggas talking
But my hearing is selective lane switch
Main bitch appearing in my section
Your album never
shakin, you kiddin me? We money makin
Your money fake son, I'll call you clay 'cause you get's Play-Doh
Jamel and Joey Simmons holdin millions on the lay
And you know I ain't talking tusk
Bewildered by the foes in my eyes
There shoes will never fit to my size
I'm too big to fit there is no dice
Want bars like
head to it, there's the water you've been lead to it
Bathe in it, a long time you've been cravin' it
Prance to it, use your third eye and glance through
a Corvette
Watch your boy blow up in front
Of your eyes: war vet
Give the fans nuttin' but fire
Now they want more of it
E'rybody want my album
It ain't in
Got 2 bottles of water by my side
My doubts in my left and my pen in my right
Not ready to choose, I am borrowing time
Do I slaughter the mic or do I
sometime in January
So keep your eyes peeled
But until then, Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays
God bless
know I'm trying
But I hate to say goodbye
Really tried of being nice
For your feelings and your mind
Tend to speak with just your eyes
Wishing
through the tape in your mind
Telling yourself you're not good enough you're not worthy enough
You're not smart enough, you're not enough
Which is a tape
to the Carnegie
But still keep my eye in the scope like I practice photography
The rice in the dope relaxing the harmony
Come fall in love with the dope boy
Like
the sunshine
I beat you with these punchlines
Eatin' like its lunchtime
It's Crunchtime
Rockin' like Sublime
In your mind
Your confined
With no shine
In no time
recordin my album, send in producers with wack tracks
And DAT's, messin up my whole format
Can you imagine somethin on the kneeboard with Con-Funk-Shun?
What am I? what if I killed a guy,
Took his spine out his eye, and I hide it?
By a tree or inside it, would you cry when you find it?
That's kind
tiger eyes)
Like the sunrise you caught me by surprise
It's time to say goodbye, see you next time
Constant highs, we've shared some lives
Looking in
a cell
We the best is gon' prevail, don't believe in seeing fail
I'm conceited, you can tell, look the devil in the eye, say I'm hotter than your hell
the grind at a time
So intense every line
If your mind on your money
Then you may succeed
But if your eyes on your pad
Then they ain't in the street
I observe
lord! He's so good! Who is this kid?"
In their playlists, my songs are the linchpins
They all beg for my album for Christmas, uh
Yeah my beats are
Dumb
Still coming in with d coupe
Winning now u can tell by my nike
Shoes
Tell dem mo'fuckers check it
Then I wreck
Banging all the L's
Take off like
the good that we had
And the inside jokes that we laughed in the past times
Gotta eat it every time I see your back side
You passing by shit I'll never let
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