Lyrics:
And to me, we have a culture that, uh
Is surpassed by, by, by, by no other civilization, but we don't know anything about it
So again, I think I've
of Gold)
Move the mass (This ain't Trap)
Ke hip hop (dawg)
I believe (That this) music set me free
Hunnid Gees (Everyday) always chasing cheese
Pass the weed
I thought I'd write you an album
I thought I'd tell the story right
Cuz sometimes it takes time to knock all the broken pieces out of your life
Sit
kind'a like an infection
It allows me now to write all my confessions
Back with that Therapy album, I was just sufferin' from depression
Had a lot of shit
for
Dreams broken into individual particles like porcelain
Figurings attached to me like barnacles
Now I'm suppose to be happy like Bobby McFerrin
Keep
Take me or leave me, I'll be just fine
You see for this life
I cannot go and come and kill myself
This love no be by force ooh
Job no dey buhari no dey
In this album there's a picture
Of the ladies at Daniela's
You can tell it's from the eighties
By the volume of their hair
There's Usnavi, just
have been imprisoned by my father, who wishes me to
marry against my will. Please, please, please come and rescue me.
I am in the tall tower of Swamp
a little lazy
But my lady still love for all of the flaws that shade me
Was acting shady and she almost caught me cheating like Brady
A broken record
ab tak Mai
By choice
Ash ki rai suno
Aur bolo sabhi
Isshhhh
Maar daala
Udaa aasmaan krishh
Mila koi bhi nahi
Jaadu phissshh
Don't piss me off
Coz I am
painting pictures, I miss my loved ones dead
but anybody speak on me
And bro, I swear to God, they fans
I'm knocking shit out of the frame, I bet I hit your
Lost and crazy
Scared to drop a seed
Hopin' I ain't cursed babies
Maybe now
Niggaz feel me now
Picture my pain
Embrace my words
Make
ke di line nkare phatla ya ga Mangope (Ngopzen)
First album and I'm fucking with the greatest
We ain't invent shit but they yelling that we made it
high/
Hear a couple argue as they drive by/
Reminds me of the times we wasn't feelin' likewise/
Split lives coulda wouldas close calls and nice tries/
stuck in a box
And ain't nobody listening
This single life really getting to me
I can't explain it
Had my heart broken in the past
And it's sad it never
Rocking with a convict
A sick dog with neoplasia
Call 'em a fucking problem
If you don't put 'em down I will
Then if your beagle bites me
Then I'll
cheese
So let's talk about Swizz (Swiss)
No, let's not make up a whole bunch
Of lies to get by Cass'
No he didn't sign you over me
Let's not lie Cass'
When
Picture me roll and base macam Machiavelli
Korang nak kejar level aku pun lama lagi
So bila nampak aku yo bila nampak aku
Salute
Salute
Bila jumpa angkat
cold and unapproachable
it seems to me your heart is foldable
So i don't have the time or the drive to deal with broken you
Caught in the throes
in the voice that using to express yourself
In like a lyrical point of view?
Yeah, that last album Flora Fauna was sort of the end of the "Poor Me
KRS One is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and dis you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol
Something far
mahn
Bra Small over Elon (Elon)
I was chosen by the hood
Go tlatsa the kgong-kgolo
E e heal'ang (heal'ang)
Yona nnete e e phelang
Ke tsamaa ka lekeke
Ke
body felt broken my knees collapsed in that room
I woke up early at six
Hopped in my old Ford, escape
And left that campus destroyed
By 46 and 3rd Street
by yourself
No one to tell you watch your health
But keep it girl, you might as well
Picture this 'cause your world don't spin without her
And hers
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