Lyrics:
The chosen one I was chose
Working my craft to mold
In love with the studio
I love it can't let it go
Dedication tatted on my arm, ambition on the other side
wifey
She verified, got the check, no Nike
A man like me, with a chance, not likely
She got the ski mask on, no shiesty
The watch is
The watch is golden
the opossum
Play dead
With my Eyes narrow
Sitting on my ass
In my room
Legs crossed
Ping ponging in my mind
Entangled by the ropes
Arms spread
Dreading the time
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WE DON’T KNOW WHERE SHE GOES, THEY SAYS I GOTTA CONTROL
I GOTTA CONTROL, THE GIRL WITH THE GOLDEN SOUL
THERE´S A CAR GOING TO SOMEWHERE
SHE
To the seven churches in the province of Asia:
Grace and peace to you from him who is, and who was, and who is to come
, and from the seven spirits
underground like my man tickle’s pad
Just had a natter with grime fan Hancock and he thinks that it’s rad
So what do you do when the equal opposite reaction’s
Golden Arms
The booth with the ground wire
Where I control my empire, thugs call me sire
To roam my kingdom, you must spit fire
Bars of fifty, what
marching arm in arm
"This is Biff", said the boy to me
"He's the friendly purple bear"
And Biff stooped down and stroked my mane
With a ball of purple
Arms maintain the fort
Get in touch with that west coast cali crab you stabbed
And meet me at the bitch lab
So word up, kid, we slid like a fat four
Arms maintain the fort
Get in touch with that west coast cali crab you stabbed
And meet me at the bitch lab
So word up, kid, we slid like a fat four
To be the man I have to be
I'll take a breath, I'll take her by my side
We stand in awe, we've created life
With arms wide open
Under the sunlight
he gettin' dirt and really told on his people (he folded)
In the streets, deal with O's of perico (word)
Look at this nigga arm, you can tell by
it in a arms reach
Yea I'm a student of the game but If you reach then i teach
Say she Saved by the bell lets shoot a porn like screech
Then I kick her
sold their land from the natives, siphoned oil from Asia[01:21.79]They built their whole nation with African labour[01:24.68]If you disagree with them,
face when fuckin' with the Sunz of Man
Go to the dungeon I could lead a hundred men, with a golden pen
Forced to intercept with the click from
with all these niggas and they feelings, man?
All of this and I'm still the man
Thought of this when I was just a fan
But all this money wasn't in
Bethlehem
It's the Sunz of Man, I'm gon' send in
A world premier on the frontier for a year
Those with the ear, let 'em hear
I ride the camel, wearin'
the fame that's truesay
Get drafted to Asia like Wu-Tang
Go cross country like Oubre
Always in the line that's Ootay
Keith
Trynna run up them greens
Stay
die a very painful death
Your gonna get cut up by my murderous chef
He's going to make you into soup
I'm going to paint my fence with your gloup
You
need your peace be still
I need your peace be still
When it feels like I can't breath
With your oxygen let my lungs be filled
Let my lungs be filled
I
Step up out the club with a dizzy head
I got two chicks both got dizzy legs
I'm 'bout to double up (One on each arm)
You know I'm bout to double up (I
And my eyes that never wake up
I'm your man, I'm your man
I pray to God, I pray for time
I pray I can hold you in my arms
Pray with me eternally
They got me killin' with them
They got me sinnin' with them
Smokin' drum, holdin' arms, bustin' guns with them
They got me fearin' the pen,
I'm a gypsy man on a one-night stand
Am I fit to be loved by you
I'm with a gypsy van,
Just travelling the land
They'll be leaving in
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