Lyrics:
Heights of great men reach and kept
Were not attained by sudden flight
Gee while their companions slept
Very ackwardtile in through the night
balek balek balek
Oh j’ai dit je m’en balek
J’ai dit je m’en balek balek balek
I’m not enticed by fake folks
Now for God sake go
Get another girl you gon
See if we can kill your amnesia by the time I leave
All mommies I harbor for vouch for me
Tell 'em bout the time all your mommas couch mommy
All
world that will give men a chance to work,
That will give you the future and old age and security.
By the promise of these things, brutes have risen
I'm livin' in Bedrock, surrounded by rubble
Just a youngin' in trouble
Took a shot and then made it a double
Took a shot and then made it a double
Else’s f hat and try to walk in
Their sh for a little while
So I made sure this album, Joanne
That I didn’t just honor
The more personal sentiments
I made
If you see me styling that's a lie (Aye)
Probably got picked out by design (Aye)
Probably from my girl yeah she want to see me thrive
She been rocking
I'ma have to learn another language
You the richest on the team
But you still work the hardest make changes
I fucked around and got famous
Right
on the news
All my albums do numbers and you can call for proof
What you make in a month, for me a day of work
Say the word, I could let your bitch have a day
will
Overcome rejection
Conditioned by images lusting for sex
Haunting men's thoughts of who
They'll bed next
Pathetic Humanity aus-Rotten
And Now Back
plate
Bill him what, half of that he have it late
His best friend by the yellow crates
Suicide, tears tryna hesitate
Only seventeen, damn, seventeen
Bongo By The Way
I wake up every morning on the same shit
I smoke my 'Wood to the roach like I ain't rich
Niggas I used to hang with, is still
reaching Far Yh di heights by great men reach And kept cause Bounty killer done Tell you man a superstar
Di same gleaner you end up on di Roadside a sell you
hit-list
Depression decomposing in plastic too
By now
She was number two
How you ain't know you need a hit-list
Ah you need a hit-list
You some made men if
executive, who
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"You
here wildin
I'm just chillin', I'm just chillin', I swear I'm chillin', yo
Out here doin' an album about broken men, wounded women
I mean, but what do
about the different perspective that I bring to the table. As a female Christmas songwriter, a space that's still dominated by men. I long studied
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
still takin rappin for a joke
A passing hope, or a phase with the rope
Sometime I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MC's
I
I have to pay my dues on time
Make my momma proud
Hood they hot bro watch ur side
Men on p no time to hate
I have to pay my dues on time
Cus
and I work for the poor
Now tomorrow you can say you saw
KRS-One stompin' once more
I play by ear, I love to steer
The Alfa Romeo from here to there
I've seen so many women
Who've had so many good men in life
Men who would stand by 'em through thick and thin
Men who would go to work everyday
yeah
My strap is black and hot like coffee, yeah
I'm goin' fast, you can't stop me, yeah
Heard your album, break weed on a copy, yeah
I used to want
say)
I serve a very big God
Who is always by my side o
(Bigger than what people say)
All the other gods,
Works of men
(Bigger than what people say)
I
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