Lyrics:
of all
Been around this foreign cage
Villiage in the wall.
Submitted by Rene
HAG ME:
I cut my ceilin', motor and pale.
I only know
six, six
I started off as a pawn in this marathon of life
Tryin to carry on, wishin' I had a bomb to blow up Babylon
A vagabond, tryin to steal his
to burst in through the side door
Fuck up an asylum and park in the dining room
(I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer)
You ain't ever see a mothafucka get
Nigga this only the warning
Niggas is sleep, snoring
But they woke up in the morning
Ayye I woke up yeah this morning and said I had to get this cake
I
a break today)
(How do you spell relief?)
Where'd you get that funk from?
Yeah!
Take it to the bridge, hahaha
Let's take it to the stoop?
This is
to the Roc)
This is the last call for alcohol, for the
(Mr. Rockefeller)
So get your ass up off the wall
The all around the world Digital Underground Pac
Ayy, one day I'm gon' be on top
'Member homies, they would steal Mercedes stars
We in Berlin so we go get a kebab
We stay connected so I know who
hundreds of
Things that happened one night
I went to a listening party
Just to pick up my backpack from a friend
Next thing I know, I'm in this studio
I know I'm gon' be straight
Had to cut a couple homies
Had to learn from my mistakes
This the price of being great
Oh, this the price of being
It's like I'm in the dirt, digging up old hurt
Tried everything to get my mind off you, it won't work
All it takes is one song on the radio, you're
It's like I'm in the dirt, digging up old hurt
Tried everything to get my mind off you, it won't work
All it takes is one song on the radio, you're
don't look well, does Peggy make you hate him?
Is it how I make the beats sound like Poltergeist? (Huh?)
Or when my homies bring my name up is it
intense
Your touch goes to the deep
Sleeping together is visiting heaven
Waking up with you
Coming to a new dimension
How many levels
Can we live in?
No one
and listening to the development of hip-hop and it's future all at once
I think that a lot of people in the modern sense of the word get caught up in how
what can I say
This is for never telling me how to stay grounded
Surrounded by family
No paparazzi hounding
Falling in debt, percocets, nervous wreck
Now
Me, I just wanna know
How many of you here tonight in the
Audience don’t know who Joanne is?
Oh i think many people are a bit lost
But, if you do know
lip in her joyous work
And friends this is the realest place I know
It makes me squirm like a worm I am so grateful
You could ride your bike there
from their ass
I don't really wanna be the
Man that you hate
You don't really wanna be the man in my way
From the middle-west
I hit 'em and I get up in
on my back initiated in blood
Bout it niggas start fightin' when I walk in the club
You could tell I'm a soldier by my army fatigues
And you could
is how the flow gets
One stop shop baby human swiss army knife
One seven A B (if you know me you know this)
All around the clock busy, I ain't got time
to talk to them on the phone when they hit the phone, I'd go out and get my own phone to secretly plug it back in. They'd lock up the keyboard of my
shelter from the wind
Oh yeah, I thought I'd have it figured out by now
Shit would be simple, problems would be in the past right now
Me and the homies
way to destroy myself
A new way to enjoy myself
Fucked up how I always get fucked up
I'm twenty years in, is this all that I've become?
the brick and the seams in the quilts
Dollars by the pennies 'cause this shit be gettin' wicked
I'm childish as fuck but a nigga's still a nigga (Yeah)
How
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