Lyrics:
Bigger than my yesterday
While you stuck in the same place
Yeah that aint gone work for me
Personally
I need everything my hands can Touch
Thats good for
of the Gods
We are thunder, wind, and rain
There they wait in fear
With swords in feeble hands
With dreams to be a king
First, one should be a man
I
Righteous wax chaperon, rotating ring king
March of the wooden soldiers, C-Cypher Punks couldn't hold us
A thousand men rushing in, not one nigga was
Righteous wax chaperon, rotating ring king
March of the wooden soldiers, C-Cypher Punks couldn't hold us
A thousand men rushing in, not one nigga was
I missed planes I was supposed to be on
Held up by the Kings of Neon
Dancin' in that midnight shade of blue
So I thank my lucky stars
With my hand
of the black reign
You look, you laugh
You doubt and go out
And I'm gone
But the bass goes on
To talk the talk, but walk the walk
The king of New York
Now watch how the brother adapt fill in the gaps perhaps
I play the block until the curb collapse
Now check the method and put the message on record
it cracking for certain
Me and my brother getting initiated to service
It was well known, every one knew about the credential
(What's happening my bro)
home safe
[03:08.53] My hands high I won’t run, don’t got no gun or nuttin’
[03:11.05] Officer don’t shoot!
Written by: Jordan Hall
If he does, I'll make the bail
'Cause I know a lot of rich females
I'm shakin' 'em just like this
Keepin' that Porsche in fifth
King County cops
Turn the fuckin beat on
Ha yeah, we back SB
I had to switch back to Dom Perignon in rap baby
Cock-and-run to stay in the business
Son of a bitch
Judge Dredd
That turn a prophecy when I come
And I cut your head
In the pale fire, we hide out
Lay back and get down
(Hands up, don't shoot, hands up,
in allegiance
Life it had changed, since Spirit indwelled
Live for your brother, i ain't talking Lehman
Armor been on, like writ in Ephesians
Look
Am I My Brother's Keeper
Am I My Brother's Keeper
Am I My Brother's Keeper
Am I My Brother's Keeper
Snakes can't feel, they don't have no hands
Maybe
They wanna live in destruction
Not resurrect the throne (The throne)
No hand outs
No I don't want no hand outs (No)
I'm just gon' hustle low key
Til' I
one?
MELIA:
Far be it from me, father, that I should choose him for my
husband, and that in marrying I should presume to extend
my hand to a god who is
Come take my hand (come take my hand)
To get to this one
We'll walk this road together, through the storm
Now some of you might still be in that place
baseball, cause if I was
Brother J, we'd be playing professional. There nine innings to a
baseball game. By the way: Is it humanity? Or is it vanity?
baseball, cause if I was
Brother J, we'd be playing professional. There nine innings to a
baseball game. By the way: Is it humanity? Or is it vanity?
yea
Thick skin I walk in mind kept and guarded
The sword I got it flawless so don't become my target
Mind fixed to purpose heart clings to verses
Does
philosophy is more accurate than Socrates'. I'm from the loin of sun's feet who walks in prophecy. Now throw your hands up in this bitch like it's a robbery.
one and pay homage just for fun
With both hands in your pocket finna get this dinner plate though
Two!
Breaking through the silence is for the chosen
to get by (Sometimes)
I’m lookin’ at my life, shining bright there’s a light
Emitting from the deepest part of me here inside
I’m looking in your eyes I
any strap den my brother just drop
Break doors
Break laws
I'm so dangerous
Bitch nigga snitch, I'ma take away your lip gloss
I'm like Hulk when I'm in
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