Lyrics:
and the courage of three, and the mind of a man much wiser than me
You're the soul of the brother who won't come back
Who died in my arms on the railroad track
on track
Keeping you on this track
Why would you want to leave
You can make millions from rapping
Just like Skepta talking greaze
Bringing fire
by me, it's behind me, now it's gone
And I can't lift you up, my mind is tired
It's family beaches that I desire
A sacred night, we watch
Jehova got me
I'm shot blockin', do it often, then get back to plottin'
Aye I'm saucing, beat the track like I'm judo choppin'
I'm 3 for 3, 3 verses down
around my shoulders
She curvey like roller coaster
Coaster
My shawty's on
She's on
Fire
Fire
Fire
Fire
She's on
Fire
Fire
Fire
My shawty's on
She's
to crack
Eight many times, nine many times
Too many times
I lost track
Still yes, I was saved by the fire
Burning deep inside my soul
Yeah I was
and syrums into this equation.
I hold up one mirror to another and ask 'is nothing sacred?'
I've seen the movie naked and read Alice in wonderland.
don't
erupt like the Boston Mara, um never mind
So by the time you hear this, I probably wrapped an album
Y'all better fuck with this shit, I'm bout'a take you
this pain so higher
Sacred crying in nightmares in lonely bridges
Oh, Saturn's sing in the abysses of their mind
Don't die in fire
Don't lie in your
Adidas
We fire, y'all retire
All ugly people, please be quiet
Hov ain't get a beat from me in a minute
He heard "Just to Get By" and I was re-hired
I got
faith
Our spirit's true
Sons, sons, sons of Triglav
In glorious times
As in dark days
We are sons, sons, sons of Triglav
With three heads
Our sacred
motivation
They call it gospel, uhhm, whatever
If money is the root of evil
There's nothin sacred about poverty
How do hustlers pay tithe
When there's no
and brighten the mind through instrument and rhyme
And fix those inadequate flows that don't adapt
Makin' snacks on wax plates for DJs to scratch
Fast
All your sacred words
Now I can see
What you have sacrificed
And all your tired tears
Not I know why
You always stood by me
Don't run across
state of mind
'Cause you a favorite of mine
And I know you on your grind
I don't want to waste your time
But baby, won't you stay around with me?
yourself, be free
Respect yourself
Change your mind
Respect yourself
Don't be blind
Respect yourself
And you will see the light
Respect yourself
And you will
ran the red 'cause you were lookin' over at me
Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
[Verse 3]
Photo album on the counter, your
the hand on the watch
To the, tick-tock, ya don't stop
To the, tick-tock, ya don't stop
It goes on and on and on
All around the clock
3-6-5 'til the new year
what's inside of them
Soulo, Soulo – say it like you mean it
My demeanor is the meanest
I'm gettin' meaner by the minute
Its mine, I spend it my mind is
She's like a flame; she's burning higher
She's like a house on fire, House on fire
Wheel feels lucky, drinkin' blind
One track mind, sheer
heroes…
But I guess that's just how the story goes
You lit a fire that couldn't be unlit
And it chipped away at us bit by bit
Will there ever come such
mind
An archaeologist, dusting off ancient relics
Lyrical gems, taken from ancient tombs
Rhymes killed in the womb
By these capitalist baboons
Destroying
Kill the vault, king is back
An insomniac wit a Cadillac
And I see the track I murder that
Speaking facts you wish it's cap
While I plot and plan,
and brighten the mind through instrument and rhyme
And fix those inadequate flows that don't adapt
Makin' snacks on wax plates for DJs to scratch
Fast
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