Lyrics:
One and two had a patsy the was factually plane
Seven out of envy must have wanted just the same
And in 6.5 seconds science floated out to space
a second and think it through
Got my main joint, what I'm gon' do
Devil on my shoulder telling me to go through
Ángel on the other telling me to stay true
Uh
Mandela did not fight enough
And what not, you know
So much misinformation man
But that's South Africa man
Mandela went to jail for twenty seven years
to second guess it
Need some rest, so I slept in
One day of the year, it's mine to celebrate
Lived through a couple years, fourteen by today
All about
radio station had this contest
To see who could correctly guess the number of molecules in Leonard Nimoy's butt
I was off by three, but I still won
Yeah bitch, I finally made it out the hole I dug myself in
If I had missed the time by just a second it would've caved in
Leaving nothing but a husk
pretend In that
If we got beef we tend the issue
We don't shoot to the internet
No cap
No we ain't into that
I got tired of second guessing
Applied some
movin'
I've been kicked by the wind, robbed by the sleet
Had my head stoven in, but I'm still on my feet and I'm still, willin'
Now I smuggled some
a second (Huh)
Done sending warning shots I think they learned they lesson (Hey)
Spin 'ya block at six gotta hit 'ya bitch at seven (Boom)
Hit 'em in
by
No I cant, no I can’t
let you pass me by
it can all be over in a second
things on my mind now you really got me thinking
cuz I swear in my eyes
would listen to the radio and be able to play the songs by ear. And I remember saying to my dad when I was about six or seven years old, and I think I was
probably find the main jar
I been major, it's Rapsody, boy
I don't trust the score, I've been baffled by judges' cards before
Never leave it in their
donʼt wanna move on na na
I didnʼt even know,
A girl so fine,
Would make me lose Control
Maybe it's a sign
You’re my missing piece, you’re one of a kind
8:46 i look thru the list
Of children of god police couldn't co exist w
I'm on my Medgar (Evers) & Malcolm (x) shit
Scribe by my lonely uptown in
insane, Jimmy and Scarface, I'm a legend
So many past lives I'm on my 7th heaven
Any second I could hit my eighth and be up out of this place
Baptized in
in my sneakers, enter my eyes
Hills Still Speak through trespass signs
Enter the beast, prepare the feast
Second the peace, exit police
This
And there's a for sale sign on a little house
I saw just about a mile or so from here
But I've always been the kind for pullin' up the stakes
It's ain't
some grammar
Now, did I stammer
Work on that grammar
You should know when
It's "less" or it's "fewer"
Like people who were
Never raised in a sewer
I
is sure,
What it is that she smiles for.
She leaves with no sign of what she has done.
Though her morning rise, known by everyone;
I'll tell you
crushin', ten seconds dippin'
My zone minding my business
For the next hour you can find by a speaker gettin' it
Mackin on a bitch maximizing my existence
Ten
me something with seven figures shit I might sign it
Oh it's a million on that mountain bitch I might climb it
Now everyone the toughest
The opp guns
seem old fashioned to some of you, but I'd like to join in on this song. it's the kind of a sentimental song that you get at the end of a movie. it's
I bring it in by the pound
I bring it in by the pound
I bring it in by the pound
I bring it in by the pound
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I I I bring it in by
Some days, I just wanna be heard
But other days
I want everyone to leave me alone
Other days
I feel like nobody cares enough to call
But other days
I
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