Lyrics:
I play by the rules
But the price of my life ain't a price I choose
Ey
I'm really bout to pipe it up
Hype beast
Squad pouring purple cups
In
off
My pain deep but you can't see it you can hear it though if you listen up
Reminiscing bout the hard times in that street life I was living rough
My kid will learn guitar and find his street corner somewhere
There he'll make the silence listen to the dream behind the voice
And show his
hope as long as she don't learn to read between the lines
Now we're all standing by the water, and sometimes it seems hard
Cause the government
These demons all in my head
Keep telling me that I should be dead
But that’s not in the story I read
I'm gonna keep on moving instead
This isn’t all
I'm torn apart please someone help
I'm falling apart please somebody help
I'm torn by the scars that were given to me
I'm torn by the scars I gave
old Gypsy songs:
I can tell your fortuneand I can take your fortunehoopah! Hoopah!
Willy Nickerson is immediately entranced by this hot-blooded
missing you your mom is missing you (N-n-n-n-no no no)
Your pop is missing you Dame is missing you
Damn we missing you, woo!
All we listen to is all
yet
So if you startin' up a chat then you can bet
You gonna learn everything I've ever read
I'm a spiritual one, but I gotta lot of fire
My passion runs
just fear wah yuh might become
Cut and learn di business now mi Deh yah wid a vengeance
Killing riddim, gi me sentence
Image Vivid, me is Rembrandt
the capital
No I ain't no politician, but I gather information
I don't speak I'd rather listen
They don't read, then form opinions
Yeah, outside my door is wind
Oh, What's your story
Oh, Don't you worry
Oh, On your journey
Oh, oh, oh, oh
The secrets you learn to keep
And bury down in the deep
Are diamonds
cause you are known
Walk by faith and stay in the zone
Devil on the prowl he laying prone
Waiting for your flesh to groan
So you trip on things you don't
you lie to me Why you lie to me
Nigga I woulda died for you
Y tf you lie to me me
Look me deep in my eyes so you can see my honesty
I used to have
Listen I just got a letter here which I've got to read on the air
It says
Biking, oh get used to it
I really would appreciate it if you'd tell me how
wish this whole world/ Would take some happy pills
Better yet/ Listen to D12 purple pills
Take a page out of that Mac Dre/ Get Stupid/ Do the thizzle
Uncle Gutenberg was a bookworm
And he lived on Charing Cross
The memory of his volumes brings a smile
He would read me lots of stories
When he
to stay one hunnid
Never follow always lead
Don't worry bout the things you go through
You gotta take a deep breath and be cool
Make sure you learn from
slavin' for it, ayy
Been through so much pain, man, you can't save me from it, uh
Sippin' on this purple, now I'm fadin' on it, yeah
No, I don't need no
making hits, fuck that!
Verse One:
I drop clarity like kerotene, everytime I speak out
Rappers freak out, but never stick their necks too deep out
the guidance, now tell me: What you gonna do?
Prophetic, poetic, you heard it, I said it
Listen attentively and don't forget it
This life, don't sweat, cause I
Listen, let that music hit you for about 5 seconds
You know lot of thingz in life
Which the people need to get, need to get our weight up
Together
looking clean
Sipping that caprisun I'm not sipping the lean
But swag in purple you would think it's codeine
Not departing from my plan
Cause you listen
of the rest
Never gonna learn
These lessons
To better them
But brother when you
Staring at me
Look deep
Cause beneath there's
A G O D
And he lives
All inside
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