Lyrics:
Sent to a concrete hoe-house
Where all the products go, no doubt
Yo momma, I gotta do eleven
Livin' in a five by seven
Dear baby, your man's
momma, I gotta do eleven
Livin' in a five by seven
Dear baby, your man's gettin' worn out
Of seein' young boys gettin' they assholes torn out
pain
And pleasure, in every single measure
You miss being kissed by this lyrical treasure
Enjoy it at your leisure, cause it's gonna please ya
Master
clutch as fuck
Fast lifestyle slow me down double cup
Old school vis'ans rhyme ambidextrous
I switch hands five o clock when your bitch lands
By six
to just throw it all away
I seen too many fates determined by some self-fulfilling prophecies
I seen too many kids condemned because they think they some
of my pain and the medicine
Never met someone who played games with my head as much
Fate tethered us together like two felons
Must've fell in love with
the gate
The king is in the kingdom to await his fate, of the enemy
The Pubic Enemy
Propmaster (yeah) Please listen to me (what?)
Something lurking by
Snitches do get stitches by secrets that they tell
I know nigga's that be strapped up by they laces and they belts
If they ever catch you slipping,
about, it makes me sad all the more
Now its 5 am I'm still awake,
I keep switching up this song
It just goes off and on
Years go by, It's such a shame
My
back from my classes
Or at Quals or at Little 5
But then every other time he was always by your side
I knew that something had clicked
And I was
refuge, my home, my place I stay
My comfort is tested by the thoughts in my brain
Running in circles, chasing fate
What's a burden on my shoulders, but
thought nothing of it witnesses driving by high five they looked the other way
70s atrocities like under gacy's property hiding like bundy in the dark
One two three four five am on a Tuesday
I know I should be fast asleep by now
But I've got far too many things on my mind
I used to be happy, I
it when it pass right by
I can't lie what it mean to me
The possibility, all the scenery
Universal healthcare know it plain to see
If we, recognize
a smile but you knows it's fake
Is this gods fate or is Lucifer's plan
Can't really escape
So I sit and vape
On this wedding cake
Baby get near me
What
I feel love I protect
I feel hate I object
For the farm i protect
I go hard I object
I'm a star I'm a trek
I got taste for the best
I love fate
Beautiful from the moment I first saw you
Been 5 years and I still never call you
I've had your number
I live still like a wall do
Light at the end
This is my story
This is my fate
This is my book
I'm turning the page
This is my story
This is my past
I'm looking in front
Let go of the past
I was
still a band of gold
My love has no reason has no rhyme
My love crossed the double line
5: Cherish
So tired of broken hearts, of losing at this game
answer
Who's Benzino? Who the fuck's Benzino?
Matta-fact, get'cha facts straight (Say whaaat?!)
Nino Brown without the high fate
O-Dog without the O,
at five)
A martyr's silent eyes
Petition the drivers as we pass by
Who'll be the last to die for a mistake
The last to die for a mistake
Whose blood
flags on the end
C. Walton, Stacey Adams, five-oh-one
That shit was fascinating
The Miles Davis of gangbangin' and crack slangin'
Drivin' a fresh
out of holes by hustling
To [????] hold your pain or either a fever
And held a target side Buddha, now I'm looser
I fantasise about this [????] I
too up
Compound V got me suped up
Yea I'm suped up
I'm so suped up, I been cooped up till I flew up through the roof of evolution
Trynna move up, I'ma
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