Lyrics:
Part I: Shooting Star Interlude
No matter how hard I try they stay sleeping
What's the go with it? two years of spitting my heart in this
Mic
don't wanna hurt me that's word to my pow
They don't know what, what the fucks goin' on
What the fuck get outta here
Let me go and do this by myself
Got
abound, bird bones and guano UH)
If you are a strong swimmer
You can have a picnic
Where they practiced their missions
I'll cure my lonely condition
last man was as flat as an inner tube
This verse so dope, it should come with an interlude
You should know by now that I'm feeling you
Me, Hennessey,
raise this generation
My respect to the mother's that be holdin' it down
But it sure would be nice to have my daddy around
[Verse 1:]
All I need is
the hell do I know
I'm just an MC getting real damn busy on the mic
Getting all up in a tizzy
I might just shutup and brag on how I keep my rhymes tight
transgression
From this infectious interlude, they on the loose and unstoppable
Daz, my motherfuckin' nigga from back in the past
Now imagine yourself in
dream
They do
Glad I'm still not
What world?
I create when I dream, in my life when I die
Fix that tie
When I die
Fix that tie
When I die
Fix that tie
What I see is how I feel and damn
I'm alone
I am lonely lonely lonely
I am lonely lonely in my life
I am lonely lonely lonely
God help me help me
a mic stand
So everybody gather round by the speaker
To hear things clear, the blood comin out the ear
I'm a daywalker, the rap be the serum
My Squad
In my room all by myself
I think that I need some help
Feeling lonely, feeling blue
I'll be fine in a year or two.
Fuck it I'm not the virus
I'm
of Versailles with a queen by my side
In this hot girl summer, I'm just trying to find a wife
Visualizing from every island that's on Hawaii
With my team
standings
Y'all call real fake
I even brought my fam in
But we all still ate
I wrote while doin dishes
Pass a plate by me
I even turned my chores to a punch
Been going through these Changes
And they say they miss the old Me
I been getting faded all by my Lonely
I be smoking DUMB DUMB
Trynna to run from
sparkle like a diamond
Sneak a uzi on the island in my army jacket lining
Hit the Earth like a comet, invasion
Nas is like the Afrocentric Asian,
when they hated
Open Mic crush shit blank faces
Staring back at me like off to the races
But you aint gonna top my shit at all
You aint never gonna
type of dream
I'm lonely when I'm not between her love
That the queen, yeah
She probably with my homie by now
Probably talkin' to my homie by now
give me a toke
So I Don’t fuck up the rotation
Puff puff give
I’ll take a word smith
Vacation
Next on the mic
Is my bro ravioli
Ravioli: third eye
All black all black
All black all black
All black all black
By any means we that
All black all black
All black all black
All black all black
you really need 'em?
When I was locked up in the county, I ain't even see 'em
I'm by my lonely, lonely
What happen to the bitches and the party?
like a diamond
Dreaming on this island
While your just back home crying
You know you need to be by yourself
Before you go and hurt someone else
Count
All these girls slidin in my DM's
Like we playin on a playground
We was rappin on a cup mic
Like we came a long way now
All this stress up in my head
with other
People I'm by myself for wealth
It ain't my first concern you know this
Cause if you broke you either
Don't work or in showbiss
And just cause
an existentialist's view, I'm a better rapper then you
Grab the mic and rip your physical fabric in 2
My attitude is fucked up but abrogable
Different methods
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