Lyrics:
through a lot
And it never seem to stop
Wonder if it got
Passed down when I had dropped
Neurosis and the lot mixed into all my stock
Also got these bills
Walk in the light if you with it
Sixty and up for the three.five
Make you alive when you feel it
Scurry the scene
I been surrounded by demons
Over my
all the way again, no joke
Letter to myself self self
Close the door, look in the shelf
Take the letter, read it out out out loud
Bout to splash
There are also those who use some rather
Creative methods to balance it
And I don't wanna know about the folks who don't do it at all
Light it up
us
Shop don't close 'cause the neighbors change
Same way cops know to roll when the date say
The 1st to the 3rd a g-pack could make it all seem
If you could even call it that
Or y'all might think it's corny as fuck
And let me
Let me tell you about
High school
I never was a cool boy
All I did
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
to presenter. He picks up a letter and reads
It.
Presenter Now this is for ?15 and it's to stop us
Revealing the name of your lover in Bolton.
SUPERIMPOSED
weren't about what I was about
My love was original baby, always and forever
But to you it was more like I was joking or maybe acting clever
Did it seem
the mix and all that shit)
Knamsayin, word up (Make it make it a record real quick, do yo' thang)
Throw ya seatbelts on, ahhight?
(Yeah, hook it up,
a single look
‘Cause I know ev'ry syllable of ev'ry book I've read
I've even memorized the internet from c to Z
cnd all the great inventors that you
the Carter III
Tools on deck
Like a full fledged carpentry
Drink all night
About smoke all day
All work, no fun
Like we stuck in foreplay
Tres shooters by
field for me
Mine was the first take. I had never sung a melody for it yet
Yeah
So
Thank you
I'm a big fan of her
She's an awesome comedian
This is all
I was getting coughed for; for 3 years straight I speak on this for Glauica who didn't know about her fate or mine or how it's tied I said hello
and all that wrong you do you make it right
But hell, all a dream, I wear the crown, I'm king
Respect this mandatory, end of the story
Go fly a kite,
getting out of hand now
But it's all right, I guess I am too cool for school now
My patience is straight up at negative three, I mean it's honestly razor
thigh been a fly guy
Dropped my first tape in nine five
I was just three but by the time
I could read I would see see signs read minds
Never speak tongue
The highest professorship, my English etiquette
Compels me to not say it if I can't spell it bitch
My circularised 3rd Eye, sees all
Atlantis was surrounded by
nigga
Ask around in my hood, nigga
Read the Daily News, nigga
You see them talking about me, nigga
I'm in the middle of all kinds of shit
Pussy,
know me, you know that I'm liable
To bust a cap 'cause it's all about survival of the fittest
I'm a menace crook
I did so much dirt I need to be in
away clean, sometimes people got hurt
But if you know me, you know that I'm liable
To bust a cap 'cause it's all about survival of the fittest
relationships
But we're not gon' sit down and read magazines about it
You got to feed it to us in a way where we'd accept it
Sneak it into the play-by
our cores
It's all been said and done before thought I was done before
Until I realized that we are still the ones for sure
Put it together now
Put it
what to make of it
I don't know if I could've understood either
You telling me...a virgin expectant?
Please, find me the verse, let me read it
The truth
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