Lyrics:
behind our backs new creations to learn
Semblance your duality
Semblance our duality (Yeah)
This album is an operating machine
They say our minds are too
did and do shit that's better than new shit (what)
Fit for two clips (what)
The kid is a nuisance (yeah)
Aw man, he's inspired by his own gangsta
the world, it's adorable
Out for a stroll, I wish I had that luxury
But this is New York, I've got somewhere to be
And if you knew I was here, you'd
on capitals like the sovereign
Girls get your eyes back up out the sockets
Focus, flawless, New York to Europe
To lands where my feet ain't even touch
like the sovereign
Girls get your eyes back up out the sockets
Focus, flawless, New York to Europe
To lands where my feet ain't even touch the soil yet
And that's because recently I've had many new experiences and I learned a lot of new lessons
And I was thinking about sharing it and expressing it to the world
Howard Stern used
To work radio in Detroit
Before he became a New York City big shot
Howard and the clowns go way back"
I'm Violent J and I'm certified
keeps on spinning
It spins like a wheel
Young hearts are burning
Yearning to feel the magic
Feel the magic
From New York to London
From Tokyo
and she said 10 billi
10 Billion percent
Hit it in the woods we too loud for a tent
Build a new world we aint even make a dent
In the name of science you
popping pills)
Fuckin a bitch while watching porn
ADHD on another level
Don't say bitch in a sentence
(That's fucking impossible)
This my world, like Nas
No
New York City is insidious
And Alexander is penniless
Ha! that doesn't mean I want him any less
(Doesn't mean I want him any less)
(Doesn't mean I
favorite album's Zero One
But that might change with the song that you're witnessing
I mean this sincerely: thank you for listening
In new technology, I'm
of the robbery
Home of the bodies
The illest club in New York the Tunnel
Yo! Let's take it back to the tunnel
Where the hoods will run upon you
For the jux son
couldn't see the light
I would've gave you the world, but the time wasn't right
Young bull tried to hoop, he ain't got no height
So I told him to pour up
Like the New York Times
The worlds all yours
If your worlds all mine
Girl your card never decline
Success always incline
Promise
I'll wear your heart
nicknamed her Missy
She lives alone out in New Orleans, she always tells me she miss me
But such as life, this story's real, it's not a movie by Disney
I had lack of support
From friends or relationships, I traveled up north
Lived in Boston an visited family in New York
Got my licence at 15 a studio
going to dance
Soon as they play salsa
For all the world to enjoy
In New York and Chicago
In San Francisco too
In dear Los Angeles
And in Miami,
Always on the run but never there
We don’t talk but all we do is swear
We cannot love ourselves and blame the world
For fake attention and being hurt
they all throwaways
Yeah, we can get blammers and hammers, do damage and
Yeah
I'd like to thank all the MC's across New York
Bronx, Brooklyn,
gotta whole lotta soul...
the All Night Radio
and you can close your eyes,
by the dials' soft glow,
tuned into the world,
on the All Night Radio Show
Colorado passes by like writing on a wall
Headed Eastward down to New Orleans
Dipping into Texas as the stars are fading out
But there's still
there's limits, something about us is so different
The whole world's fading out behind, I'm getting so lost by your side
It could be, New York or Aspen, yea
waiting for me
Met so many others
Wanted to know which way to go
Louisiana, New York City
They wanted the answer
They'd ask of me.
Friend, have you
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