Lyrics:
that doesn't mean they know where we're headed when its curtains
I've heard that the Qur'an implies we're all Gods
That's something I can agree with,
new track done and dusted
another new track people wanted
another tune you can pass about
and tell ya mates its the new one by blackout
im sure by
you can read about it
These bullets make your body do magic, disappear around us
Gucci high socks on, Gucci high socks on
Hood Baby stay-stay out
would smile to
And feel it when you write this down
Cause theres probably someone going through it right now
About to lose it facing all the music right
on the moon when the world may blow out soon
The every day family man
You won't read it in the headlines of the papers
The things he does with his two
them guessing about all the things you are
And don't just stand there
Like you've got nowhere to be
And break free from the chains and find
That you are
and wanting some crills
It's all basic Venmo begging call it patience
Know if you get caught up with them the call changes
Dusse by the cases do say
about your life
Through a three minute song
So when you gotta tell 'em leave ya alone
They'll take it wrong
They always try to fuck with me
They always
all just rushin' to conclusions, huh?
It's an illusion that's fueled by confusion
We can't lose if no one feuds within the movement, huh?
They watch
okay
But all my friends is gone, what about that? It's okay
Cause you're saved by grace
Grace
will fly by
So i might as well try
To enjoy the time and space i have while it's here
And it's my home
All i remember of community college
Are the round
So don't sweat the forecast don't complain about weather
I can do it all because of him
I be rappin I be snappin all because of him
All because of Him
it rehearsed
maybe I just looked the
Other way
Said you weren't trying to break me down
Only thought about yourself and now
I'm sat here all confused
know it's true
I'm the mack and the (?) from the big Oak Town
Laying track by track that vicious sound
All you sucker MC's hating my face
Even though
Fam they love the way I step bro
No step sis
When I step in the game
To many man like to do this
But what do you know about pain
I've got ice all up
for convenience
Pay somebody bitch just to feed it
Time is elsewhere needed
She screaming this over heated
Stacks so large the machine won't read it
God
reassuring them, yes I fuck hoes, though she's not one of them
But they be talking pretty funny
Still thinking it's about the money
It didn't help that she
too late to get in, because they have chosen to live in a world full of
Sin, and they have all failed
A world deprived of God may as well be hell
Its
the 'gym' so you know I gotta flex
Everybody really wanna talk
How you gonna do it in the shoes that never walk
Only care about my shit
I don't care about you
being hurt tonight
Look all around you
Can you see that we have lost this fight?and
When you wake up
Read about what went wrong last night
I guarantee you
Remember V, the old show we used to watch that?
Yo, you know what I mean?! We 'bout to set it!
Know what I'm sayin'! We 'bout to take y'all, you know
folks think it's make believe
Other folks ain't so naive
About a smoke signal
Could see it coming
A smoke signal
Hear the drums drumming
You don't
silhouetted by the muted television and the rickety Venetians,
Between tweaks he sweeps at home depot and reads,
Mostly biblical but not cuz he believed, but
They're trying to blow it up
Now his nurse, some local loser
She's in charge
Of the cyanide hole
And she also keeps
The cards that read
"Have Mercy
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