Lyrics:
known as a cool cat
My names DZJ born March 26, 1998
Swirly horned Aries with knowledge stacked in 80 crates
The fresh nerd but without the extra two eyes
game nigga
Off rap, I was ballin'
While you was still tryin' to
Make the startin' five
I did shit with Fab', 'Kiss, Nas
Game and Wayne before the Carter
shit but I feel like I was just born for this
Had a hundred thousand on my arm for this
Solitaries on my charmlet
I feel like I was born for this, hey
They get clean wind what you gon do?
Rap about a fight I had with
A nigga that by me? And I bit him back
Well talk about how it was 20 niggas
There and I
I'm show you, watch
Youknowhatimean? He's a born again, hooligan)
Uh-huh
[Jamel Simmons]
I'm red rum, Reverend Run, brother son, earthquakin
Industry
Well, I'm gonna send thee one by one
One for the little bitty baby
Who was born, born, born in Bethlehem
Said he was born, born, born in Bethlehem
Well, I'm gonna send thee one by one
One for the little bitty baby
Who was born, born, born in bethlehem
Said he was born, born, born in bethlehem
this, I was born for this
Born for this, I was born for this
Born for this, I was born for this
Born for this, I was born
Born for this, this is exactly
seems so fitting in its way
He was a carpenter by trade
Or at least that's what I'm told
like my good hand I
Tatooed e.v.i.l. across it's brother's
a long time comin', I was caught in the scramble
Of cats, tryin' to do the same thing that they man do
Eagles born to fly, real is made to ramble
"A
in the scramble
of cats, tryin' to do the same thing that they man do
Eagles born to fly, real is made to ramble
"A Dangerous Mind," I'm a prime
the end
And I played baseball but I never pitched right
Walked 4-5 people, lose by ‘least five
Played all the sports that my mom put me in
I was never
deer on the highway
I slipped into a desert
I killed five prairie dogs and a rabbit
I was running down on Queen Street
I saw a woman
them call for a 5 on 1
Me and broski just turnt on
I can see by the look in your eyes when it comes to this life you ain't on what I'm on
She was so
have to fix the block when shit was broke
Same cats I helped was twistin' smoke
Now imagine if I went to school, went to class
'Stead
moon in the beginnin' of March
'Bout the end of Winter '74
The gangsta was born, introduced to sinnin' and spinnin' women
Cats with big hats slammin'
born free
Born free, born free
Yes I was
Born free, born free
Born free, born free
No matter what they try to tell me
See my people suffering day in day
I slipped into a desert
Five prairie dogs and a rabbit
I was running down on Queen Street
I saw a woman on the sidewalk
(Danger danger)
She was
the storm
My words to my first born, feel me
My words to my first born
My words to my first born
Since my very first day on this earth, I was cursed
I was born with a shotgun in my hand
I was raised up by a redneck old man
Country living small town raised
I was born I was born in the usa
I was
[unverified] baby, the last of a dying, we born again
The vicious life religious, I was born to win
The closure after the greatest hit the sofa
When I still ride
clapped
Black was in the Jeep watchin
All these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun
And yo nobody in my hood got one
That clown cat's through, blazin
the storm
My words to my first born, feel me
My words to my first born
My words to my first born
Since my very first day on this earth, I was cursed
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
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