Lyrics:
like you never encountered the Devil
Sold your soul so quick, you couldn’t rebel
Those who magnify lies will always chastise
But, they always duckin’
this rhyme is bait and
Kinda like Christ the return
Of the great nigga
I put it down for my nigga
Brian may you live long
We gon roll up on another
Day
from the Cube
So what ya gonna do you're Waiting for a perfect day
Still jumpin through those Hoops
Trippin up on those voodoo Who do what?
I do what I
the end
Thank you all for tuning in!
Yo this is Paul, Solid, live from Sacramento, California
Aloha, it's Mark, I'm chillin' on Maui
It's me, Michael (In
turn their back on justice like the cops did DeBlasio
On behalf of those trans genders treated like gang members
And that measured with faith I have
Twist the truth until their will breaks
shatter their lives
You say it could never happen here
And there are those who listen but still will not hear
But
delicate, you better get, who sent ya?
You still pedal shit, I got more rides than Great Adventure
Biggie, "How are you gonna do it?"
Chorus: repeat 4X
Kick
got problems but too much pride for me to ask for help.
so is life worth living, should i blast myself?
[Verse 2]
it ain't that i sound like 'pac
i
to keep my balance
So when I'm in mo all of you hoes got the talent
High feelin like its all love and no valin
Full of sweat, bloodshot eyes, and large
Must have been high I was a fool for two
Still though don't compare to the things you do
No one is coming through no one
No one no one like
Must
I feel like I'm at standstill waiting for you to tell me I'm ok
If time heals, tell me why do I kill myself
Tryna show you I'm not a mistake
I've
to their all-knowing lives.
This is their belief... to weed out the feeble in the cosmos
Those who do not learn should not progress...
Those without
(quik - talking)
Wow, for real though
We need something just a little bit different
Ya know, it's a whole lot goin on right now
But y'all can calm
if we put on top of bass and a snare
This years its got to be loud and clear
[Dark Shade]
Prepare for combat like the F-14 tomcat
when I would tell my niggas we would really make it seem so long ago taught me even the strong'll fold/fought for it forever/given blood/given time like
the flame thrower
Perform live, survive the storm like Noah
For all partygoers and rap fans alike
Who pack stands, don't let me get my hands on the mic
Cause
Money is small and the soul stands tall
All those who don't realize this, fall
The mind of a drunken fool is a useless tool
And it's cool to be in
(What Juicy say? He be like, Shut the fuck up") yeah
Big rings, two of those (yeah), Super Bowl, Super Bowl, yeah
Lot of money, lot of hoes (yeah),
to move the goal line like Lucy
But I been known to kick it with my crew like Rudy
I be chilling at my doghouse like Snoopy
I be at my doghouse like Snoopy
true i don't know what to do
But i know i wanna be liver then the 2 live crew
Yo on some real shit everybody clap it up
Its time to get turnt and act
it on the people who destroyed this nation
Na hatuezi ask for help...ah protect your reputation
It's a controlled environment...the whole world is
somewhere,
They tell me anyway,
To put my fucking mask on,
And I don't like confrontation so I just go with it,
An when I do,
I have these flashbacks,
Panic
took a vacation, but know I'm back
To get my props, and dismiss those who lack
The skills it takes to be a microphone ripper
You may be dip, but I'm
ask that Jesus come to my life
And be my Lord and Savior
I receive Jesus to take control of my life
And that I may live for him from this day forth
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