Lyrics:
was cunning
Just got a pad out in London
I keep stackin' my money, I need a ladder by summer
AK shots, niggas duckin' stray shots
Been a Top Dawg,
his money,
On something a little more responsible?
Like a pair of shoes or some fruit and veg.
Found frozen by the river,
In a yankees cap.
A double XL
of a carpenter's son
Just a little boy gazing at the stars
Did you remember creating every one
If you passed by would I see a child or a king
Or would I have
sell Nautica ships on the carpenter
We should send all these Devils back to Hell
You small as to die in my sentence, I speak with vengeance
Snatch up 17
girth and length,
giving asparagus a much more pleasant presentation in the world's
supermarket vegetable business.
Dr. Abe Sacrabin's goal was
They need to exit don't let the grind past you by
I run laps round lames with my shoes untied
I jump the line walk in and watch the crowd divide
Still
of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it
You and me are not the same
I was
nothing, nothing, nothing gon' save us now
(Mmm, nothing, nothing, nothing gon' save us now)
Well, there's broken silence
By thunder crashing in
of danger even
Though we live in a world infinitely safer
And more predictable than
Anything our ancestors knew with their help
Our anxieties have only
If Michael Jackson came alive right now
He'd ask you to smoke one for him
So in his honor
You niggas Spud Webb, coming up short
Think you're Dee
by 4 I had thoughts of impatience
But I realized, Rome wasn't built in a day
So I had to stop rushing the greatness
Humbled myself and went back
Lurking in the back like a crook in the black of the bushes
With the rats, with a axe, and the stacks of wood is
By the garage, the Mirage tracks
I'm a zombie
I'm a zombie
I've been pacing
Left and right
Like a zombie
Swear a nigga
Lost his mind
Like a zombie
Michael Jackson
With
But I can't pretend, I'm going on 10
Ya lol... They always projected I'll be in the pin
I am no longer bounded by sin
Cause I got my God, and I got my
(speaking in tongues)
There was a Man called JESUS
ANCIENT of days Son to a carpenter
HE was born in a manger yet HE grew to be the wise of men.
Later HE
Dedicated to my father, Papi, Jose Adolfo Zavala Sr
And my older brother, Michael Anthony Pontecorvo IV
I love you
Cause I got love for you
Nothing
to take it way yeah
Ketamine try ease the pain yeah
Holes in my hand eat the pain yeah
I hate the world I'm insane yeah
I wanna watch it all burn
Taking off
going on
yeah what's going on
Ah what's goign on
Ja Rule
What's going on in a world filled with pain
Where's the love for which we pray
What's going
want when I wanna do it, wrote this shit in like 30 minutes
It ain't nothing to it, it ain't nothing like thinking for samples
In crates, it ain't
broken
Mmm, well nothing, nothing, nothing gon' save us now
Well, there's broken silence
By thunder crashing in the dark (crash in the dark)
broken
Mmm, well nothing, nothing, nothing gon' save us now
Well, there's broken silence
By thunder crashing in the dark (crash in the dark)
swallow
Tonight I'm living life like there's no tomorrow
Got a couple girls in the Benz
And they all got friends, headed back to the condo
And I make
There's a story that started on Christmas
When a baby was born in the night
And those who came far, who followed the star
Were seeing a heavenly
your door?s darkened by the house of card carpenters
Who never thought a slave could be a Spartacus or
Pencil sharpener with a resume for the carnivores
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