Lyrics:
The entire, Empire, State to concentrate
For every rhyme I make
So at exactly noon they played my favorite tune
And just before they all cleared the room
my hands in my pockets and throw on my hood
My ambition must be scary cause nobody want to get near me
Don’t fear me just see me clearly
These tales
hopelessness is over
We'll soon be back on land
Wait! it walks upon the water
It calls us son and daughter
And takes us by the hand
Out upon the sea He leads us
screamin'
'Cause they seein' destruction 'fore they a see human bein'
So they start smokin' weed, we'll never get our day
Until we learn to pray, keep our
hand none niggaz no credit, you see I'm iller than most
I'm kinda illy with the hands, but I'm iller with toast
My guns go pow, so how you like me now?
dummy brick, I compressed it together
Before he came already had a tester together
Think you gon' get one up on me? Never
I up the gun on whoever
My best
eight-box, jewelry?
Empires fall quick, project legacy involved with
Incarcerated thugs came home, so we linked, form a swarm clique
Operate extortion
it real
All these humans fake
Livin off of deals
Losin all my faith
Might not eat a meal but I’m Gettin high today
Keep my hand up on the steel fully
well alright)
I wanted to make a song about where I'm from
You know big up, my hometown, my territory, my state
But, I couldn't figure out much to brag
a song about where I'm from
You know? Big up my home town, my territory, my state
But, I couldn't figure out much to brag about
Prince lives here, we got
And he sat there on the couch, sat there thinking all alone
And he looked down at his hands. And he looked up at his gun
And he thought - It's not the end,
man, I'm stuck in sequel as a Stan
I'm just loud with no brand, a fucking illegal living in France
Who is bound to up-hand the fucking evil in this dance
I wanted to make a song about where im from
You know
Big ups my hometown
My territory
My state but,
I couldnt figure out much to brag about
Well,
lead through the gravelly air
And I said hey pretty honey of mine what are you gonna do
'Cause there's a gas-can man with a rifle in his hand
Gonna
life in constant state of crisis
A six foot body with a ten foot soul
But the simple kind that does whatever it's told
Simultaneously building up
ascension
By that I mean my rise into a higher state of mind
Candlelight guides I feel I'm burning alive
But all this time it's almost wasted
I've spent too
and lobster
- hook - Will You Lead Or Will you follow
- talk about state of mind
- standin by being blind
- repeat -
What's aidin elephant to an atom
How long will that last?
They're getting bigger and bigger
With bigger guns to blast
With your hands tucked in your vest
Officer, you think you look
Legacy of the dead, Legacy of the dead
With a gun to the head, on the streets
Of the dead, overpower the political state
Watching their eyes turn
drive em
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
These niggas that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town,
fun, large sons shooting machine guns
Population adjustment will be adjusted by an intellgent villain
Guerilla warfare killing
Amplifies, fear tears
more, and I'm not done
As long as I can run through current like state times
Keep up a sane mind, and hand on my iron, I'ma blast off mine
Look in
disaster
Polluted by the ignorant
Human scum
Rotting in shit
Human scum
Rotting in shit
Sheep among the sheep
A world full of fucking cowards
soul could perform
All the evil deeds of this confused human race?
Think again, because you've been deceived by these snakes
Led to believe, like Eve,
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