Lyrics:
on by poverty, got lives that scarred
Single mother selling her body, nigga times are hard
Wheres the Lord when I need a blessing
Devil's be after me
in the port
Got a ticket, harbour master strangulation left him in the shed
Shit! I fled, 39 steps, I hope he's not dead
Jehst:
From cream tea at 3
Baby
What meanest Thou to cry?
Lulla, lullaby
Three kings this King of kings
To see are come from far
To each unknown, with offerings great
By guilding
She laughed, said I knew you'd bring that up
I said, "Kiiss me and I'll shut up and then"
She said, "Our homecoming game's coming up in three weeks
It’s 3 am these thoughts don't quit
Little talks up to the ceiling fan
And the feelings dance round with the shadows spin
Till I'm calling back
changing the weather, I brought some niggas with me tougher than leather.
And every one them niggas be a go getter, leave the club we all got 3 hoes
Can't get up, but I'm up all night
I'm hiding under covers 'cause the end is nigh
Church is flooded with passers-by
But I'm just busy praying that
Death to all the Karens
Multifaceted interference, call your parents
God never saved the day she ran the play like pallbearers
Three of us on both
shitty
Nobody gets looser than this producer
Coordinate tracks that's live, three or four cars to ride
Oh, coming out of L.A. regulating the West coast
into the sky
I saw a lot of fear, I saw regret, I saw pride
He didn't wanna die, grabbed his girl, he said goodbye
The ambulance is coming, it's too
Is this a test
Because I clearly don't get it
How you could get so offended
By all this shit in your head
Yes you clearly invented it
All this
family
And my mother told me you can be anything you want to be, nothing is impossible
But you gotta have God by your side if you really wanna scale
stay in my zone when I'm cooking the heat
Struggle for you but it's nuttin' to me, used to run for the bus now I run to the P
Coming from nothing it's
TERMINAL VELOCITY
I've been struck by lightning Going down in flames In a fever pitch Gonna' crash and burn like an aeroplane Calling out a mayday
in time in between the lines where a heartache and a pen
We both know this story by heart we don’t have to pretend
We’re just two different lives
Round the corner, it's tricky to rock-a-bye, we can tell
Dreaming of a Sopwith Camel cockpit, your dog soars
Me and twenty-three is like shoplift from
Witches of three collect me, my heart is beating
This is a long time coming and I won't resist anymore
This rotting stench grows, my body shaking
Shout outs and respect to the place where I'm coming from
So here me run again, head to the finish
No time for loosin', no time for cruisin'
'Cause
I learned to make 'em run like the R+everend
But I never had a 9 milli or a mac 11
I was enticed by the G life
When I met them boys from the east
If I don't hear from you by two AM
I can assume that you found something better to do
It's easy to see what's happening
You're so lost
lights, set me humming
Shoot me up with your blood, wine me up with your nights, watch me coming
All I want is a whole lot of excess
Tell the singer this
Brown motherfucker with the master plan
So you better not slip, 'cause I'm lookin for a jack
So if you putos see me coming, loco go for your gat
[Chorus]
you)are you
No longer the propmaster
cleaning up fake blood between shots
Coming home feeling dirty
From a long night of nearly being yourself
and couldn't write
This occurred and happened pretty much all my life
So by the 3rd time I just laughed at em and rocked the mic
It just happened to make me work
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