Lyrics:
need a boulder
She said she love me but this what I told her
Everyone love you when you doing good got your head in the game
But when you hit the wood
Cause I can rumble you'll see
No wanna be no
My rap shit is for real it attacks you for the kill
And my tracks will make u feel like you're affected by
The wheels start to turn
And time starts to fly
The sun seems to set
Tobacco burst in the sky
Everyone's talking
But I don't hear a sound
But maybe it's on me
For a silly gold chain by a chump (Word up)
It doesn't make you a big man (And)
To want to go out and dis your brother man
(And)
You don't know that's
the golden lyrical quote
If not you could get smoked, by the mind is sore genius
I mean this I guarantee you never seen this before
Rappin' over guitars
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And now they be switching
Like they are the ones that I will be picking
Man it's so sickening
But God is so good now I'm making a killing
I never be
The night is hazy, golden moisture drown in ecstasy
Cicadas sing and dance while sunset starts to sigh
I tried to live and love and be the man I want to be
I
I am a modern martyr
Young Godfather
Of this rap shit
The Holy Father's
Favorite daughter
No need to fact check
My price is larger
Black Bob Barker
I
eyes open wide
With his mouth open wide
With his ears open wide
With his mind like a weapon by his side
See the Hanging Man
With his feet above his head
what you make it
Satan is a woman and she's sexy when she's naked
But don't be deceived by the weave and the trinkets
Our love has been tainted,
on the wall
Nobody sees me, but I survey all
See their pain
Feel their pain
Their joy is mine
In time
Ay
Ay
Ay
Fuck
Ay stand up
Turn up
Reciprocity
Rain man
another man spills
Saint Stephen will remain
All he lost he shall regain
Seashore washed by the suds and foam
Been here so long, he's got to callin'
Pause is you feel'n that man?
That ain't just the woofers, that's the Holy Spirit Man
This that Holy Ghost, Holy Spirit, Bang'n for the Father
Bang'n from
a lot of simple shit to impress us
While everyone was trying to out-do the last man
I was just a ghost trying to catch some Ms. Pac-man
Hello ma'am,
And a woman has her man
There's nothing they can't stop
They own it, you own it
How do you want it to be?
Do you like it the way it is?
You want to be
this far?
So give us hope and pray for those
Who wear the golden star
And tell me where we'll see the light
In this darkest hour
This is
up with doubt, man
The world is full of fake shit
Man, I been stressed
Wonder if I will progress
Then I got some fucking people by my side
Causing
a selfish man
I got this
I got this
I got this
I got this
When it seems like everyone else got it all figured out
Remember they are scared they just don’t
compete on who's the star of the show
Golden legs there makes off with the dough
I read the paper there with Joe the Butcher
He said one glance is all
the problem
If you wanna succeed gone get yo ass up
Don’t worry about these women that you trying cuff
Cause a man’s ceiling is another man’s floor
A man’s
depressed, lads,
Maybe because they're Celts
For Drake is going West, lads,
And so is everyone else.
Hurray, hurray, hurray!
Misery's here to stay.
amends and corrected with a golden light
Chased a dollar and a dream with hopes of a land
That spreads love and judge off the soul of a man
Not off his
I'm sitting by your side.
Why is this man special,
He sits in his plain clothes,
He poses as a civilian,
Ready for the fall,
Rises
Are you living in an old man's rubble?
Listening to the father of lies?
If you are then you're headed for trouble.
Listen too long, you'll
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