Lyrics:
the present.
We do hereby declare reality unkempt by the changing standards of dialogue.
Statements, such as, "keep it real", especially when punctuating
figures
Said a Brinks is coming through, at Fashion Avenue
At Tuesday at two, now we gotta form a crew
Of motherfuckers, who ain't going out like suckers
going through some things
He promised the world we living in was an act on abomination
And Demetrius was to blame
I knew you was conflicted by
the weight that falsely portrays my grin
Just another case of alienation
So I play Best Friends by you and Kristoff Krane and then
Feeling somewhat sane
Before
Avalanch
Through the limits of the sky the silence grows
But here the king of our lives is the sound
It makes the time on a clock
It makes a torment
she want me to be
Imma king by any means
This is birthed into me
She a queen wit a ring got ma seed in the rain growin
Main thing is that the sunshine
Warning
Your about to experience some serious bars, delivered by the one and only truly Krayko Breezy
We ask if everybody just please fasten their
So this rapper who had dissed me hit me up
Said he wants to collab bro we gotta collab
He said
Fam we gotta build for the culture bro
Let's get
nouns
With the Pharaoh Monch
Walking with the King, boy
Watch the Pharaoh march
Red Sea is my favorite part
The Lord opened up a new avenue
Industry got
We Don’t Know Shit
Thank you for coming out
I said, thank you for coming out
‘Preciate the love
But tonight we about to experience
A fuckin’ journey
a broke bitch I'm sorry must have confused it
I recognize that life is a dream, and I dream lucid
I'm a dr martin king on LSD and the cool shit
Cool whip
call me a pest ant man shirking
this my moment why you keep blinking
why don’t we start linking
we probably won’t though
I’m the hunchback quasi moto
this bitch
Yo, ayo
It's like six in the morning
Me and Miller just finished our pack
Couple fiends on the avenue, they lookin' for crack
Grab
Fit my one twenties, greet the avenue blue
Corner flyin' it into a forty, twenty
Brothers lay in a bottle, thirty fly right by double time and shit
distinctive
Powering up by the seconds don’t let you eyes blink
We're simply goat'd
This is murder I wrote it
Fuck that bitch
Live Live
I need you beside me
There is so much to lose
Wake up
We're between weathers
And only together
Can we carry this through
Chorus
Written by Lorrie
any
We got so much to give
I don't think y'all ready
Y'all ready
Five foot some'n not quite a six
My bitch ride full time that's not a bitch
I'm
drop a flare
Come on, FIRE! And you know I can't stop 'til I re-TIRE!
Oh no, we stay swoll, rollin on Vogue TIRES!
Right down the avenue, passin you
Kings in a Cypher ]
Tip of the tip, top of the top, clock goes the glock
Calculated by the sun ? connectin to the Blackwatch
Zulu, the lights are out,
down for cheddar homie we in it Unbothered by the speed limit
Real rap I don't need gimmicks Gotta re-script it
Gotta divvy it up and then re-dish it
two
Livin down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
You better get it right
I produce what you like
Satisfy your appetite
No fly-by-night, we rock you right
KRS Shaggy Mad Lion yo
Whassup with this money?
[Jurassic 5]
Yo, we are no superstars
Who want to be large and forget who we are
Don't judge us by bank accounts and big cars
No matter how
Nigga, Donate at unitevirtualnetwork.com
We in this motherfucking thing, bruh
You niggas already know what the fuck it is
Nigga, 7 Kings over
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