Lyrics:
stood in the rain without being hooded
I feel its no need to have good sense
If it don't make sense
I wonder where the days went
Cause its been gloomy
Its
I’m going next
Cant wait to see
Bagging women from my dreams
Body looking like Bernice
Down to a T
We be coolin by the beach
Bottles of VSOP
It’s all
to the limits
Squeeze, Squeeze
Touch a mic and keep it live, boy I
Resuscitate a vibe so don't kill it
Awake by nine, great time to be alive
Feel the change in
First and foremost
Thank God
It's been a long road
You know
I don't even know
What to say
Yeah
243 code wit it
Never felt any better
I take good
They'll always be a man
Take you to science class
Chromosomes they never change
They're praising women
Who are killing babies in the womb
They save the dogs
I told the truth
I lived through every single thing I'm telling you
Yeah, the things I cant tell anyone, I write it down, I tell the booth
We are not
At times i feel myself just getting trapped
Stuck in all these thoughts of you
I need to leave you in the past
But something keeps holding me back
keep on going down
Cant take another pound
Like the whole wide world is against you
But it helps when you know the truth
And the way and the light
I done
still man
Just keep all the etras from the womb to the tomb get me mine redueced on some ride or die shit
2 fr one an shoot us joyrideing if u wanna
because you paved the way
The hate make me better
Now I'm happy, smoking good and motivated
To keep running this city forever
I love to rap
Dizzy
of murder
But you've heard the good word of Mister Yagoo I'm presuming?
'Bout the brand new idol crew that won't take losing for an outcome
Want somе? Come
people said I'd never make it they can't stand me
Wait till I blow up and they all gone fucking stan me
Shit that sound familiar
We all tryna stack them
to blow this no trickery or hocus pocus
Putting my feelings on notice
There's been a shift and now I'm growing
Up up mind state locked down will not can't
flowing, I've been breaking down my walls
God's been talking, think it's time to pick up the call
He told me Davey man, you gotta make some shit that will
you've heard the good word of Mister YAGOO, I’m presuming’?
About the brand new idol crew that won’t take losing for an outcome
Want some? Come and get
day I'm nervous
Don't take this personal
I'll be the last man standing
If the world can't manage
I'm contemplating whether I should finish what I
got a little ski
Mask when I turned eleven
On my twelfth birthday, I got that AK-47
Now heaven is a mystery to me
But I'm so far gone
I keep that
boy dem can't style we
Cuz the man protected by the almighty
Roll another sensei
Make we burn up my Gee
Give thanks for the bags and the fucking family
my mood swings
Man this lifestyle got me drained
Picked up weed off Nellis and Twain
Got a bad one that i fuck with (Right)
But she can't be my main
work and my lines and my shirt down to the size
In a world of scouring eyes, and words compounded by lies
The artistry of lyricism I epitomize
It's
Three, Four
I've been before
Rocking the mic
And you can't ignore
That five, six
The man with the sticks
Got more beats
Ya, the kids got tricks
Seven,
Giving every guy a try a way good to act
But there's a thing that you're missing
That you can't even buy
When it comes to love you even hit it by
a race to try and save me
From humiliation pain and heartache
cnd still I don't hesitate to learn it the hard way
She knows she can't control that
But I
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