Lyrics:
from cold night,in the morning.
'Tis the morning of my life.
In the daytime I will meet you as before.
You will find me waiting by the ocean floor,
friends?
So how are we supposed to stand up to them?
By the time you hear this
I'll be on my next album writing timeless lyrics
cnd some rhymes you cherish
pushing on her pelvis
See my tattoo of Elvis when I'm tearing up her cat
I'm a perfect imperfection
My craft has been perfected
I just need affection
the world and it's all the same
So Tommy get ya shine box punch another time clock
I'm jetty like cndretti crossing all four lanes
Pure sleaze in my Lee's
You like to take drugs and hear music, my album is engineered
Like biotechnology, attach me to ya ear
I make the devil do the work of God and God
Living in lies by the railway line
Pushing the hair from my eyes
Elvis is English and climbs the hills
Can't tell the bullshit from the lies
strategizer
Peace PAC we still bangin' all your albums
I study martyrs
Street legends
Great authors
Music legends
Fuck Elvis/ muddy waters
Fine artist
want to get the crowd rocking Like Presley
Your just looking for more Attention like Press see
Your heads so big it might Implode
Im losing my voice
In my blood DNA go ahead test me
Michael Holt known to smoke
Til the bag is empty
Killa shit rip
E. Presley
Hat to the back
Relaxed floatin down
my-every day I see my dream
Every day I see my dream
Wakin' up next to a beautiful girl
Step outside and say hello to my beautiful world
Grandma's cooking
From my lips and others of a brighter world."
"Now I'm a punchdrunk sailor who cannot picture land,
An exhausted atom in a grain of sand.
They who can't
me some shit
About this world
About these girls
And how I dog, my bitch!
My next album was bootleg
Ain even come to the stores
Cause a nigga stole it
the G.O.A.T. like Lisa Marie Presley
I'm on a crash course headed to destiny
I can't let the pressure can't get the best of me
Gotta make my auntie proud,
your second album
And Me, Myself & I just went 7x Platinum
Toured around the world, damn, you really had 'em
But now you're 27 and it's time to be
dumb pricks wanna see me leave but we're staying
I need to drop my album for the streets, what we saying
Let me drop it for the people
Heard the first
the drawings, the campaign was fully funded. I had raised a little over $10,000 to record and produce my very first album. I titled it everyday holidays. It was
mmm mmm! Ain't that something
Dogg I bought yo' album, my nigga, that shit is bumping
I apologize, I'm sorry for the drama
Can I get your autograph
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
season to season
Why you stuck thinkin' that they give a fuck?
You tell me my world is in peace, but nigga, you're lyin'
'Cause half of my niggas long
UrbNet Records
Which is ran by Darryl Rodway
It was the first time I had my music out on the national level
Around that time I started doing my first
Bricks
All my n****s flippin' chips
Gettin' rich
Even though it's hard
Tryin' to creep through these halls abroad without scar by ?
With no warning signs
you only call me when you're high
As long as the world wicked along my presence
But when I was silent and still not even saying anything good
My
'cause they breath freely, see me ride?
Located world wide like the art of graffiti
I think I'm tougher than Nitti, my attitude is shitty
Born on a dope
in yo head, is my electricution
But I'm comin back, and this time I'm strapped
And fuck +The Law+, 'cause I'm bustin my gat
And I'm wanted by y'all,
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