Lyrics:
league
Shid i feel like the only slave that can read
The extraterrestrial in this generation cuz by the example i lead
I rather meet my demise like Mark
I was 16 when I started off in the Lionz Den
I was rhyming against a nigga twice my
Age but I was fire then
Before you, Yung I I I
Cortez even Rich
relations
Of mothers that carry the pain
Of blood stained streets where sisters mourn and wail
Big brothers been slain from hails of gun fire
It
niggas used to be good like Ken Griffey
I'm on fire like the tip of a blunt
On fire like a nigga that let it drip for a month
I'm a Blood, you can Crip if
forth my rejoice
With Hades’ blade in hand I make my final stand
Cutting at the throat of all three heads
Ascend the blade for the heavens to keep
I
forgive me, driving tipsy
Thank you fo being wit me through that crash
Three inches to the left
Four inches to the right
No coincidence, there's a reason
above
Raining asteroids
Or collapsing to pieces
Shockwave mutilation
From nuclear weapons
Man's taking itself out
In a slow suicide
We can only be lucky
don't see the vision
Me I'm driven by my ambition
Dumb Bitch
I'm a business man I love digits mans
Flipping Benjamin's my money in rubberbands
I'm
with president Grant
Now I walk in right according to plan
Smooth Latin grooves by the band led by Zan
He's singing "One Man"
That's my jam
Sexy girls
right hand man!
By a ruthless surface right! And reversed into a flaming gas can!
Flames are spreading! Vanity says, “This is our curtain call!”
I curl
walls No-one stays alive I scramble off the Higgins boat and trip into the crest Each man who tries to follow me brought down by Hitler's best It takes
bless
Who Jah bless no man can curse
What you got? What you packing?
Come at me!
Covered by his blood you can't crip on me
Tell these boys I'm a nun,
when You have Raised
In The Will of The Father
I confess I was Wrong, got me going way back to the cltar
Covered by The Blood, Pull Me Out The Mud,
Now
Learn to walk a tightrope
Ever seen a rich nigga go broke?
They putting liens on a nigga things
Publicize your demise, and by all means
Your
is the animosity money brings
Real niggas out of style we may be one in three
Back against the wall outnumbered by fuckboys
One bullet, one target, one
brother when he lay up
Can't sleep thinkin' 'bout it so I stay up
Blood that we paid up
Whoa we go way up
Three generations in we never gave up
Technique
listen up, I'll spit some fire
Talking 'bout hacking, it's my desire
KiwiBot's in my sight, gonna take it down
With Anonymous by my side, we'll wear
this ritual, for Tezcatlipoca to arrive
Bring me fire, to burn copal and light this night
Pierce my flesh, cut deep enough to bleed and pour,
I bleed in
later, now your man start to quake
Lettin' off three gallons in the bitch snatch
That was somethin' I threw that the bitch can't catch
Swear Jenny had
go, land of Goshen
Go, I will be with thee, bush of fire
Blood, Running red and strong, down the Nile
Plague, Darkness three days long, hail to fire
So
man
I wish I knew the truth
That I can't repent for what I've done
This is a requiem of what's left to be written
Stories scribed in the blood
As they search for blood
All eyes descend on one
Honest man in chains
But that don't matter anyway
My judgement day
My flesh will feed
Man I love you guys
Figured it out
The bigger the fish the bigger the crowd
Run away child
I figured you likely get hit in the mouth
The face is so
will catch in no time if his production guy was better
And theres nothing I like better then new battle lyrics
My favorite jam is "Secret Agent" man
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