Lyrics:
higher than the moon
Just what I've been needin', feel it rise in me
She say...
Every stone a story, like a rosary
Corner St. Teresa, just a little crime
Big smoke big leaves that cocaina
Big nigga big money in my demeanor
International business handle it by the liter
It's Mr. Watson when you see me nice
I be saying its nothing to hard to handle read yea yea
Aiming on the top shelf I rather not getting it all by myself ay ay
Lost in dwelt feels likes
in the mother fucking house
Know what I'm sayin'?
Unh, come on
I don't walk, I stalk, livin' foul like pork
Shuttin' down underground streets
I can't keep a secret with her scent out in the air
And I know anyone can smell it and I wouldn't even care
Smelling like her hair and it lingers in
genes
Writing about all that we seen and feel
And put it in a scheme
That you can see like in a scene
I may be dipping
From a hyperbolic point of view
born
Know in advance what you'll die of
Everyone is useful and the same
Swimmers bred like horses for olympic teams
Life insurance? be serious!
You have
Sometime it feels like you lacking the guidance
And you don't know what to do, but stay strong
And keep in mind that he always loves you,
It's what it is,
as a motherfucker, why I'm rich
By a bag brother get a nigga high I'm lit
I'm bad, hit you in your eye and your bitch
Hit you when you're hidin', now you it, now
life, all my life, all my life knew I'd be here (All my life)
These days, at this point in my life, you know what I mean
I kinda really wanna use music
what I tell her, my word in her ear
Screech off in a foreign, this shit get alarmin'
New firearm in the arm of my garments (boom boom)
Phone steady
in the mother fucking house
Know what I'm sayin'?
Unh, come on
I don't walk, I stalk, livin' foul like pork
Shuttin' down underground streets
a hundred, give it to this guy now
Everybody, you don’t know what I mean
When I don’t rhyme
I don’t know ‘em sounds like it seems
Everybody, bring around, sow
Block look like a drive-thru
They know what's up
A1 bundles for the low, they know it's us
I walked in this motherfucker loaded up
42 on my wrist, this
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
fall apart like
It’s made of Formica
You think you’re nice but I’m nicer
Like Ras Kass, Punisher
And KRS in a gene splicer
Fuck a Bentley I’ll run you
take her in my arms, it' s like a dream
the most beautiful girl in the world i've seen
look up to me, i see it in your eyes
the moment of truth, no more
Forlì on her bicycle, looking for what was left of her family’s house, shattered in one of the first waves of Allied bombing. Along a country road,
Then I'm recruited by the professor
But her team isn't really my steeds
My animal nature, it calls me to flee
To get the truth about what happened to me
Sometime it feels like you lacking the guidance
And you don't know what to do, but stay strong
And keep in mind that he always loves you,
It's what it is,
to see
That side of the fence, and then
It's just fucked that's what I'm saying
That fully draws the line
Where it's like you can stand
On either side
thought she'd live with no arm
That's what it felt like, got to the hospital, eyes held tight
They moved her room to room-she could tell by the light
She thought she'd live with no arm
That's what it felt like, got to the hospital, eyes held tight
They moved her room to room-she could tell by
you motherfuckers babysitted
I smash the critics like a overhand right from Riddick (yeah)
Come and get it, shitted on villains by the millions
I be
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