Lyrics:
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9
It's the ten wife commandments
I wrote me a manual
A step-by-step booklet for you to get
It's the ten wife
recognize this heat
Everybody knows the hood so they recognize the street
So recognize a G, I’ve been writing since I could
Kept a journal of my life since my
down the layers
I've be peelin' your pride
'Til I get to the dead
Center where the feelings reside
Look in my eyes, you see
They lackin' the luster
I'm
success
Can someone please explain it
I heard that it sucks
I don't wanna be famous
You can't cross the street without a camera in your face
Wit success
want a bite of this, everything is cool
You heard what I would do, and the Triple 6 whole fuckin crew
Nigga, live by your rep but I ain't takin shit
Ya heard me?
Ah
Youngin tryna put that blick on somethin' (Baow)
Youngin steady tryna hit at somethin' (Boom, baow)
I been tryna tell him not
fearless
I've seen niggas go vegan
And my girl said she love me
I had a quote by Ed Sheeran
She need a lotta that
She hate me so much she still smile
to 10
Keepin in a cool place from Uncle Ben
You know you messin' with a nigga
That do this for a livin'
Put two in the street while
There's two in
And dirty streets
Nothing will change your mind.
There's no turning back this time.
By now, think I've found
Things changed just don't look
That way
the neighbours they smile as we pass in the streets
And they make their remarks on the weather
But the butcher and baker deliver things now
And I've stopped
never cooks
no time write my book
and in the end I ain’t got nothin’ at all
Time Waits For No One
a year goes by in the wink of an eye
Time Waits For No
talk to 'em
Yeah, ah
Plenty nights when I felt all alone, nobody to lean on
Listen up, let me tell you how it feel (huh)
Look, I just tell it how it
body felt broken my knees collapsed in that room
I woke up early at six
Hopped in my old Ford, escape
And left that campus destroyed
By 46 and 3rd Street
Some things you can not go back to
No matter how hard you try
Once broken you can’t undo
(All)the cracks created by your lies
I’ve been running
witness
My enemies, freeze by the stings of my v's
V as in victory, Drinking Hennessey
See you can look at me, like a killer bee
Bitch be mad cause you cant
are like Syrian youth
How weird is it to look into a mirror and not see an image of you
I've rocked that real shit since I heard immortal spitting
these streets
Through worse or through better health, survivin' by any means
We as Americans, us as a citizen
We as Samaritans, what do we get us in?
you by yourself and get my secret service
I'm on the purple urple and now the earth is bouncin'
I've climbed the highest mountain
And baby girl
you by yourself and get my secret service
I'm on the purple urple and now the earth is bouncin'
I've climbed the highest mountain
And baby girl
it is heard
I've been transformed
I said I've been transformed
By you
I don't know my worth
Like a bird yet to fly
I look in the wrong places
When I
conscious and street
I just nod to the beat and pay homage to both, but
I heard em sayin you a conscious rapper
I heard em sayin we some conscious rappers
escuela
Now, you're prob'ly thinkin:
"I'm up shit's creek!
I've never been north of Ninety-Sixth Street!"
Well, you must take the A Train
Even farther
with
Wish he could go back, change the direction
But now he's got the infection
I spoke to him, gave him inspired words
I'm sure he's heard
live by
you won't believe
Y'all roll deep and think y'all street
Heard y'all got slapped up by three
Roll another pack you see?
How you gon' say you gon' run up
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