Lyrics:
the victim of a loony
He wants a boy, a lady or man
To use in the night and the darkness
In the park, very dark
The killer was waiting for answers
He saw
on, on to the break of dawn
Nigga cock ya gauge
He was talkin' shit to my man so I had to get 'em, yup
Rock the house, choke 'em out,
Mo doubt,
came to me
Just like a waking dream
The answer had to be Reality
The master does not laugh
Defeated by a man
Leviathan be damned, yea, yea, yea
Clappaz clap that ass
Wontime, for ya mind, hit that ass color blind
Signed on the dotted line, it's how I live my lifetime
Reality hit me at some
the ride of a man on a snowboard
When they pick up the microphone I ask him what he flow for
Various degrees of technique that's inside of me
Never try to be
know
I didn't want a romeo
A lot of guys come on to me
But I stood by you
It could have been one for the other
I've always given you everything
And when
I ain't the best, I ain't the worst
Won't be the last, sure ain't the first
Man who ever had a dream that finally got a break
So Don't take this
you fade away, you fade away
Reflections on this wall consume the tides consuming me
Rejuvinated and cold reasons ripped apart, man bought an d sold
I
bring it on, death about to grow from the seeds you sown
You fertilized it with poverty, you watered it with dope
And harvested it by the guns that
Free at last
Finally tasting happiness
Five years of hell for nothing
Trapped inside the minds of failures
A wise man once said
That
them hands higher, smoke them grams right here
Model chicks walking by and it's your chance right here
Confidence is a reality, your friends might fear
of the Serengeti
Crazy Eddie machetes, I keep 'em in a Chevy
My metal heavy, G-O-D of the Serengeti
Just a young boy doing broke man shit
Running through
for my smile I lost long ago
I stand alone in the company of none
Cheated by reality, philosopher of the gray
A brave inner child stands strong in
A man chosen to trace down a god
In the world between two houses
The Cycle unwinds so slowly
The middle worlds laid to waste
The Things that cries in
I ain't the best, I ain't the worst
Won't be the last, sure ain't the first
Man who ever had a dream that finally got a break
So don't take this
You've got the body to wear whatever you want to wear
You've got the mind to understand I am not a simple man
And you've got the soul to carry me
actually had to have lyrics that rhyme
Let my baritone grind your insides, paralyse your cerebellum
Throw with your reality out of a nine mit?
Flip shit,
the legend and they are like no other
Trained by the greater legend - mother and father.
Now we think jump up lyrics are alright
But we'd like
The prowling demons side by side
The final proof that death is life
The reapers army built to kill a tragic return to our world
I can see the terror
the legend and they are like no other
Trained by the greater legend mother and father
Now we think jump up lyrics are alright
But we'd like to broadcast
at his dying hour
[Chorus] 2x
Now leading back to that night
Reality strikes
Them unknown faces are the casualty types
[Donte]
When you watch yo' nigga
'Cause everybody wanna be, with that Fat Pat
Hard to see reality, done brought me to a G
Thangs done changed, I got paper in my hands see
Paid in full,
on by poverty, got lives that scarred
Single mother selling her body, nigga times are hard
Wheres the Lord when I need a blessing
Devil's be after me
you thought you was the man,
Still them cats said that you were my biggest fan,
You don't admit it, you wanna turn up the heat,
Step on your face like
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