Lyrics:
wrote this in jail playing host to a cell
For the pure verbal, they said my sentence was equivalent to murder
Just another hurdle, I bounced through
the seas
Was thinking bout' getting a tat of my dads
I'm wearing my heart and my soul on my sleeve
I'm riding around in a chariot
I'm all in condition
I'm
I'm finished just try not to say a thing.
Oh in a way it's just so complicated to fix my mouth and say these words to you.
See it's not what you're
in the rafters
My top 5 consists of the top guys
Me, me, me, me, and me as the top guy
I do not connect with you niggas no Wi-Fi
You fake, what rhymes?
perfect
The crown was a given in my OG verses
I'm getting back to the thrown
Cause all that singing shit was urking
Bitch I'm back
Don't disrespect a nigga
say I look unhealthy
What do you mean
I just don't have the energy
To keep my mind clean
So I don't think
I don't think
I don't think
I don't think
You
Goal digger, what do you see
Goal digger, follow your dreams
Open up my soul on this journey
Open up my heart to be free
Open up my soul on this
of Krispy Kremes
Kenny Rogers' "Gambler" is my gambling theme
Mixmaster Mike with the scratch routine
Always updated and in the know
You know we break
Emptiness in me gave all of me away
Just admit it
I was tryna fill a void, like
Thought all my adoration on her would bring me joy
Sacrificed myself, giving
This song is for the victims who was murdered by the police
You know I'm sayin
You see we all in prison
A world prison
You born with melanin
Nappy
did was unimportant
Either that or it was too important guess it just depends on what house I was at at the moment
I guess a lot of moments aren’t my
heads
And Marsha(ll), do you snort crack or what
Cos I can't even imagine m&m's without having nuts
Or chocolate, nah see what we got here is
Just a butt
I'm so anti anti
Can I live
New sensei shit
She tatted on her ribs
I dropped all my hoes for 2 but that's Just what it is
We practice every day but
this inquisition
I'll have you at your ends
Freezing you in this condition
Say hello to my little friend it's that peacemaker
Ready to rumble clip
let it go
Yeah we figured you out by now
You bow down, just a face in the crowd
So let it go in your soul, look and see what you find
But then it's just
Louisiana home
And all I got in return was a darn country song
This whole country wrong
What would you write if you just put a little ice on
And cut your
Hardest thing I ever had to do was look in the mirror
And see what is really wrong
Its ok not to be ok
But its never ok to not wanna be alive
I
of Krispy Kremes
Kenny Rogers' "Gambler" is my gambling theme
Mixmaster Mike with the scratch routine
Always updated and in the know
You know we break
Here's what you say to someone you hate
My life would be so much better
If you just dropped dead (dead)
I was laying in bed last night thinking
know what I'm saying?.
and so the story goes.
one night when I was shaking,
and I definately wasn't faking,
I was lost in a trance,
doing my own dance,
on trying
To hide the real me
Then I started to live insecurely
So I dropped out but nobody
Saw everything I dealt with now
It was that point in my life
my mommas bills on my Christmas list
Don't even seem real thinking back to what I was living in
Cycle keep repeating lost track on what the mission is
depressed
I wonder and think about their mental condition
What is the first thing that comes to the mind of a fuck
When a black man is stopped
In front of my
Kenny Cortez
Kenny Cortez
Kenny Cortez
Remember when you told me I was the only one you needed
Now I'm in this room singin loud Brandy "Beggin
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