Lyrics:
Should never be "get on the ground"
Our culture so misunderstood, it's cloudy up over the hood
I'm thinkin' 'bout packing my bags and leaving this
Ele o ele o
Triple MG
Ele o ele
Ele o o Emma Nyra
It's Davido
Selebobo on the beat o
If your body na elele
Eh my body na wire
If my body na elele I
You might feel it but I ain’t selling you hope
Free your mind before your body ‘cause we gotta be woke
For the movement’s movin and make doers doing…
like a mule
He lived for his job. His body was a tool
He felt like cog but he liked getting used
So long as he could keep buying fuel. It’s cool
Then one
and sour like some candy now or laters
I'm chasing every paper
The mule and the acre
Until the day I close my eyes open it to the maker
Greatness on my radar
I feel the Aryan in my blood, it's scarier than a Blood
Been looking for holy water, now I'm praying for a flood
It feel like time passing me by
don't tell, I lied
I just ate my first dead body last week
Still got the fingernail caught in my teeth
Before you start yelling and cursin' my name
with this battle all my life
By the time I was a teen
I tried to end it twice
I'm almost 30 so the struggle must be nice
Jokes asides I been tryna get it
ain't go that far
Said 'I didn't do it,' hired Johnnie Cochran, but he ain't never say 'Lord as my witness.'"
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Went
Flash back, I'm seein' stars I used to get it by the sheet
Big house for a week, hella bitches in my pool
I'm almost outta smoke, flyin' another mule
the farm seem electric
Now check, it this is when that shit got hectic
Directed by Hannibal, the animals attacked
Old Sam was in a state of shock and fell
leave it
Memory got me defeated
Feels like the last 20 years I been high
My brain wide open
My body is broken
I can't keep on living out this lie
Don't
my hand I'll show you that it's more than just a dream
She loving my body
Right now
She loving my body
Right now
She loving my body
Right now
She
His friend it's his dream battle to me
Battle rap is street shit and you
Not make it up out one
So whether I'm standin' in front of the
Body or on top
Cold blue swastika tattooed on my skin
The ice in my veins, the staples in my chin
I've got it carved in my forehead "Slave To My Sin"
Too violent
Cold blue swastika tattooed on my skin
The ice in my veins, the staples in my chin
I've got it carved in my forehead "Slave To My Sin"
Too violent
click it if it's me
All my bitches been gettin' these niggas through the quarantine
Bitch, I'm very well, on my shit as you could tell
Any ho got beef
supposed'ta
Pop out my body format
And cause composure
Wanna duel or a brawl
Own a mule and the laws
Duality is, you either lose or you lost
Confused by the job
wheels
Can't stop, won't stop, all I see is meals
Mind ya biz, curiosity kills
Floatin' by, check out my gills
Easy as nothin', best watch your back
Them
tricky
Lost to the stripes of the street
Oops gone come getchu
Poverty
Got The whole hood vicious
Body me
My homeboy come get you
Hood cycle
Affect
a mansion in the country
For my Ma and Pa
Gotta clean the kit i'm so sick of it
Each day I have to go to school
Have to try to keep my cool
While I study
is built up
From what we make it
I've been dead so fuck rules and fuck haters
Or anybody that wants to claim
On my dead body
Ignite the flame, smokin'
to see a nigga getting it
Selling drugs is taboo, but I ain't fucking sweating it
The dirt gotta get done so I took my position
One day I'm just Black
They call me Muffius
She calls me spartacus
My love is not by force
See the things my money
Don Dey cause
I give her guaranteed trust
Say my love is
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