Lyrics:
Hold on
She wanna grab my light
In the backstreet know that nigga he fight
Movement on sight, pivot on, pivot on, pivot on right
They count it all
dogs like I'm making Chinese, food
Rude only when I gotta be
Sometimes I gotta tell myself
Not to bother me
"Tell Lil Wayne not to bother Weez!"
Shawty
Of the of the auditorium
Exit's are located on your right and left
Paid my dues spread to tell the truth
When I'm in the booth if water rise
We'll go two by two straight
without radio play
Maybe at night but no airplay in the day
I couldn't understand why to be exact
Our music was good and I was far from whack
Then
of smoke against the sky
The silver rails spread far and wide
Through the nineteenth century
Some straight and true, some serpentine
From the cities
Where the true power resides, On the lower east side!
(sfx cheering)
V3 Fanny
Let’s do this…
(sfx, cheering)
V4 Group / Chorus 4 x
1 -Boycott beef
2
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away ere break of day
To seek the pale enchanted gold.
The dwarves
people starin' at me like I'm
Bein' attacked, every time you wanna fight, they
Pushin' you back, and every time they wanna leave, They pullin' you back
know, I had felt that way before
Cause the wind blows From the east and to the west
But it wasn't where I thought I'd like to go
But who am I to fight
up fights (uh, uh)
But I know it'll be alright (it's gon' be aight)
'Cause look how far you made it (yeah)
Sometimes in tunnels, you can't see
fight we had still sit in my conscience
Wish I could call up to heaven and put her on conference
Like, you left me here to deal with this nonsense
Like,
call it a memento
Of just how far I came, since 2014
Back when I was just nineteen, writing raps and selling tree
Actually, buying weed from people's
Take a stand fight the man
Concentration camps take my hand
United we stand united we fall
Build a wall to solve it all
Keep us out no food in
Doing bad pulling all nighters, Aye
And I won't fight it
A broke nigga never hurt me in the slightest
If I'm tryna get a bag, I might have to run it back
dancing the movement is Congo
Speaking Lingala the language is logo
On my way
Africa will treasure my peace
Far away
Lions in the mountains I see
People
on the daily
It seems my dreams faded for far too long, the consequences deadly
Can't visualize myself as nothing but a criminal
Control the block, serving up
What you thought it was nigga I'm the man round here
Hands down man down by my grandma crib
On the east
Riding round don't be slipping
Don't
to boost half humans, too good truth rebuke the groups and
Almost done so cue the music, cock the guns and boost the movements
Yuh I’m far from few who do
had was me
When nobody was by my side
And that's why I
Stay 10 toes till I die
Cuz by now
You should know
It ain't no game up in this hood
You know we
Verse 1
Inna the breeze you smell the high grade weed eyes swell up like dem stung by bees and the smoke a chump it gone west , north , east fly past
to rebel, and act like we something
Remember that you began as sperm
And you will end up as food for worms, contaminated with germs
So if you learn your
Different
Written & Produced By DeShawn ""King"" Cato
(V1)
I am Different a little bit strange
Told to be normal but I just refrain
They act
you forget.
Get, get, get.
La da de dah da da, La da de da da da dow dom.
I'm in and out a pig channel serrated by hand feeders.
Army of vicious
war in Middle East
Like mice teased by cheese
Then squeezed by self greed
Live in the city of sins
You need Gs to stay breathe
He kills the weak legally
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