Lyrics:
(All I need is you)
Keep me in my time zone when my mind's gone
When I'm flyin' home
And I'm stressed out and I'm tempted to get that Styrofoam
to Saul
Cos I was there making music
Just for love of the psalms
They made me know that
It's something that worth of living upon
I'm in love with you
Cos
can't mind dyin', where I'm from, I live by the iron
On the block of Valence and Magnolia, it's hard times
(Hook [B.G.])
I be loaded, thinkin' of Range
let me take you by the hand an' walk ya
I'm the thief in the night that slide your drawers off ya
Watch where ya steppin', I'm a verbal weapon
Bring
let me take you by the hand an' walk ya
I'm the thief in the night that slide your drawers off ya
Watch where ya steppin', I'm a verbal weapon
Bring
the Beaut
And my worries
He gave the Psalms
The scars are badges of Honour
Wear them Unashamed
Unashamed!
Cos the river flows
Unashamed!
By the river bank
I
so long
How will I right my wrongs
Reading the same old psalms
But don't get no results
Keep goin on and on
Well I'm gone sing my songs
This is
a lateral
Yeah my plays just be climbing the ladder hoe
Yeah I'm fighting myself in a mental war
They wanna' send me back to the ward
Not a role model don't
up some niggaz from the 5th Ward
And came back with a motherfuckin' hit squad
Motherfuckin' uzi machine
Big Chief packed an M-16
Will and AK
kissin' n fuckin' you n in a minute I'm a veer left
An by the pluck of the jugular see the blood of my lover and then I finish when your near death
I'm
refuge never bothered
His truth shall be my shield and buckler
His truth shall be my shield and buckler
Listen
I'm not afraid of the terror by sundown
Nor
on the west
Kurt Cobain veins, opium in my chest
Escaped out the psych ward now I'm on a murder spree
Voices inside of me won't let me go to sleep
Drowning in
lived kids idolize
So many young minds Impressed by wicked times
Know I got that product they need fiends and lines
Such a horrible reference I'm
I'd rather listen to Nightcore
On repeat times twenty-four
Than be trapped in a psych ward
It's like
Living life without an aorta with a vice cord
prayers
They knelt down together, recited Psalm 23
And started asking the Lord above to
Bless the beloved people in their lives
It was at that moment that
security escort me
Now you wanna run to the authorities and report me
For being cocky...t'ward those that cock block me
I'm makin' millions, no nigga, it
only, independent bitches only
Boss niggas only, thick bitches only
I got my real niggas here by my side (yeah), only
I never fucked Nicki 'cause she
Tweedledum and Tweedlebeast
I’m not your joker
You’re stuck in Wonderland
I make moves like chips in a game of poker
I’m sick of your games
I’m sick
it down bust it down
I'm sipping Lean blowing purp by the pound
Ah fuck it up fuck it up ah throw it back throw it back
And when them haters going ham
twice
While ha og outta town
I'm like Randy Moss
When the cash
Touchdown
Ain't in it to play around
We putting on fa the town
Ima go run it up by any
bands go
Drank got me feeling like da man though
Bloom Banchero Brown Magic Or lando
cight it's time to Vibe out
Chef boy I'm D.Ward bring dem pies
being driven towards a
Destiny that's to wards
It takes ours to come for
It takes hours to comfort
The last song, it's rush hour
A drum roll by
smell pussy (cause you a pussy ass nigga)
And I live by the trigger, so I'mma die by the trigger
I'm strapped up and G'd up fuck a cell feet up
Sittin'
yao ming
I got
Pocket rocket
For the niggas
Watching
They ain't
On my timing
So these niggas
Tryna clock me
They
Tried to box me In
I'm swinging
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