Lyrics:
that five starting to look like the Warriors
Before they lost KD, I'm born ready to pop off unexpectedly
Don't let me exercise these demons 'til they
niggas on edge they be ready to brawl
Moooove!
Move Out the way bitch
We need the Aces
But we need em by the cases
I like them gracious, ass botashious
She
blurry so you’ll never call me four eyed
And no I’m still not lucrative with this
But truly beginning to seem like
If I’ve moved in position
By using my
up and down on that pool
Money ask over the floor
Like them niggas pockets got holes
Hypnotized by your hips and thighs
Hot damn you fine
You make my
the chrome
Bitch, I'm a warrior, shots to ya dome
Got it by my lone so talk what you know
She talkin' crazy and shoulda got low
Oh my God, what happened to Ro?
Trust me
Watch dis!
[Guru]
Come on, take a ride with the lyrical five foot eight
And three-quarter warrior; I saw you pass me in the corridor
Soul, five spirits of the plague,
Five lives and five lifetimes of pain
Soul, the sixth was spent in rage
Infamous and horrific in name
Soul, cut
If you want a t-shirt bruv just ask
If I see any more boy better garms
Ill put on my V for Vendetta mask
And come to your shop and
Start wrapping up
You are who you associate with
Look around at your five closest friends
And that's who you are
If you don't want to be that person
You know what you
the code that I live by and told me to run it
So I start with the shit plus I was born with the knowledge
A young wise muhfucka get respect like
Trust me
Watch dis!
[Guru]
Come on, take a ride with the lyrical five foot eight
And three-quarter warrior; I saw you pass me in the corridor
To spare his life the rich man's wife
Gave provisions to the warrior king
The greatest gift by far my shining star
Life's most precious thing the one who
Embracing itself so you can rise for the
Wall let's go
Oh some say you live by the sword then
You die by the sword how many warriors
In it an item on the side
from a long line of women
Whose worth was never measured by
The number of penises they birthed
But in the manner of warriors
Their tales inspired,
judged by the twelve than have six lower me in the ground
I guess they thought we some suckers. Dawg we far from it
Raised by some warriors so stop that
the right filter for taking that selfie
My Ireland is rich land dressed by Penneys
My Ireland is The Quiet Man
And Waterford Whispers shouting for us all
My
that I got martyrs' faith
The Blood of The Saints
Drunken by the Great Harlot
Holiness is like the Chef's Knife
That cuts and breaks the Garlic
Divide
to rid himself of the one
Ring by hurling it inside the volcano
But on the way, a thought had struck his mind
The Egyptians had invented the ring
So he
Twenty five years old still tryin' to make a livin' off a
one live then they're only slugs give a nigga
Fuck holes in my chest took my last
of the 5th Dynasty. He is said to have lived from 2375 to 2345 B.C., but some Egyptologists date him as far back as 5330 B.C. The internal structure of his
Looking like the Hulk
In thathoodie tank
On that creatine
Your favorite rapper 5’5
I’m throwing 225
About to weigh 205
Hercules to a harmless fly
Faith
a warrior then get mad when I fight (WHY!)
I'm shattering mirrors like every day cause I do not see what I like
Abandonment issues the age of 5 can't shake
Passed down by my fams
All is fair in love and war
I have chakra control
Secret techniques are written on hidden scrolls
By observing warriors we see
Half way down the flag swings guided by with the wind
Battle cry apartheid the struggle festers thin
Bridges bridged within delegated by wins
Lost
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