Lyrics:
Be the greatest you of all time
Never change for the masses
Be the same on and offline
In case that it crashes
Bravest through the tall climbs
Jacktown....
1st Verse
(J Da Groova)
(If I want to free?) my mind
I feel pain and stress
accompanied by fear of falling and war
Gotta
hit the indo
In fo' deep we creep
It's about to be a party in a 5.0 Jeep
Nigga straight checkin the mirror
One nigga in the back had a St. Ides beer
Ode to the guy read about in the news
Born by mistake he was born to lose
Never had much luck
With the pounds and the pence
Blamed everybody else
He
Curtis had an old Chevelle
The cops knew that car well
He never lost a race on Windy Hollow road
By the time he turned eighteen
He was a georgia dirt track
Stood by watching as your world went up in flames
When you've tried everything, but the feeling stays the same
You had it all, you pissed it away
I
lot scene still existed, but not without problems
I came back to St. Paul and things had progressed and got strange
I got stuck in a snowbank
I was
the unconditional love between us, I feel like the Mona Lisa
Hospital found out my pops had a lapse in his insurance
I learned just how people are quick to turn
eat
Dear in the headlights I see myself on TV
Fuck waiting on em 1st quarter had to flee
Last time i paid a vist it was dead low key
Say the feds did
darling Wendy and the youngest lad St John
Family life has been a stress, his social life was bland
He wanted fun so he ran away to Never Never Land
His
beating 'round the bush
Nobody has any empathy
Sorry to tell you but that's how it goes in the 21st century.
Most of the people I meet are my enemies
It's
flip these raps just to double up
I never had enough when I was growing up
Get up, get out and do something (Do something)
Get up, get get out and do
Ask who the illest, i ain't pointing to you,
Now you looking confused,
Thought that you had a clue,
I be the F-Note, the darkest soul in the room.
body at the desk, my mind on stage with the best
My soul never rest I was put to the test
The system had me living by the check; Jugglin' a bundle
on bars I’m nice no flattery
Bitch nigga era just flaring up my allergy
Men casually sipping strawberry daiquiris
Never turn me into that, look carefully,
Yeahh
You're my beginning , being w/o they is no feelings
Focus darling ,how do we begin this..
Never ask me why my thoughts got this deep
the beauty But lil brother Rudy had 4 door suzuki a crew and went by "Rudy Tudy Fruity"
Pause i feel the need to bring it back
All the thirsty hoes gonna drink
I always fell through the cracks
Of procrastination, procrastination
I had the mission and the vision but there was no action.
Nigga Am a changed
1st verse
Can't do, this cap, rap, just harder, we move
(pause),Don't keep up, wid flexing, just harder, we move
(Pause), till morning, still
Honestly I’m really dead Inside
But that shit comes to no surprise
Shorty on bullshit like a 9-5
Had to quit the bitch
Keep my dreams alive
I Do
now, without shame
This song is about you you're so vain
So it goes in zodiac
Our egos tend to be the worst
Born October 23rd to November 21st
We live
thought I never had no mouth,the type a nigga pull up by my self n see what that’s about color cortinate the coup, I took they key n left the roof,type
the living room
He tried to sweep her off her feet
I had the bigger broom
Wedding day
I took the cake
Might gotta tip the groom
I took the shroom
Now I feel
Had A Chance And He Blew It
I Can Dj Screw It Or Dj Clue It
I Can Ak-Slay It, Make Whoo Kid Play It
A Gangtsa Grill On
Im In The A Where I Stay
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