Lyrics:
games, but they was like knee high
And you doin' all this shit for a reply
You think it's built in the day they six deep by feet, uh
Stack that they
me, all my life I've been dealing with phonys
But the same life goes on it dont owe me, if the stake are too high keep low key
Sitting by myself,
da tings you learned in school We use a simple box of tools And you gotta play by Kinja rules / Paperman I'll send her away-but this club's bone dry
Each character is represented by a different instrument of the synthesized
orchestra.
For instance, the part of Billy the Bird is played
by a flute,
still check the phone for time
Still no time to come by I tell her my bad everytime
Lyin sayin that it's fine
Most conversations getting dry
Man I don't
It feels like a drought, followed by a dry spell
Followed by a monsoon of Ls
Wish I could light the lah and fly high as heaven and stay hot
But
Father
Take me high like a Rasta
Took My crooked ways & made em proper
I can't move with imposters
Cause we kingdom & its levels
& that's not us
Take
on, if I ring alarm
KlubHouse who to kno nigga, don't fuck wit us then that's good to kno
Try one it's on go nigga, other than that just sit and watch
But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities; the punishment that brings us peace was upon him, and by his stripes we
nothing, nothing, nothing gon' save us now
Well, there's broken silence
By thunder crashing in the dark
And this broken record
Spin endless circles in
high and dry
But we won't stand idly by, as they suck the life away
We'll fight back with all our might, we'll make them pay
We'll light up the skies,
desert
Come to our emotional desert
Then leave us high
Then leave us high and dry
Give us something to feel
I fell far from the tree of knowledge
I fell
orthopedic surgeon to repair, attach, forge ties
Rebuild your structure; correct your posture to look like the Most High
If your walk is hindered by fractures
Now tell me have you ever died before?
Have you ever realized your life was no more?
Have you ever looked down from
Up high in the sky
And watched
missions to complete like its the last of us that's missing
By us I mean an industry of talented women
See we got work to do to break the mould and humble
it so try us is what you will not I am protected by all that is God
Keep all that negative negative talk and if its haters I'm kissin em all
Bye bye
Me
much even got high that night
And we sexing ’til the morning level up yeah Double Dutch
Imma do you ’til you drip dry
I know you like it that way
And no
The Driveway
Converse for hours
We don't talk in a dry way
Some inner knowledge that could put us in a high place
Connected to The Highest Power
As Freedom wakes
a look
And he told us what he saw when it's easy to see
It's goin' by the book
It's goin' by the book
There's armies in the cities and the missiles stand
a mountain
Smoke clears the fog lifts little by little we rebuilt again
But till then
Everybody out of the water
And up on dry land, take what you can
To keep our hands high
Enslaved by the man
They bleed our land dry
Then they put us in a box
Its a plot
Instead of thinkin
We all we got"
Its His or mine
shove your quotations book up your fat fucking ass?
At night they hit us
Why can't this family just get along? (Some people don't wanna)
When you're
That high life we live the dream
State of the union I strike
Hammer down the opposition this might
Be the best version of me aye damn right
I stay on my
KLEVAH:
I give a lot
You thinkin' little
It's all in the mental
source in the middle
Of course I forgive you
That's just my nature
My mama by nature
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