Lyrics:
Here's an apology for every teacher I had yeah they was all on my ass
Not a month went by without swats on the ass
Not a week went by without making em
little pen of mine
You can say I turned fake or I switched for the cheese
And I won't argue with a soul, but just to clarify? I chose me
Got tired of bein'
(ooh-oh, oh, oh, ooh-oh, oh, oh)
I remember lookin' in the mirror, knowin' I was gifted
Only child, me for seven years, everything for Christmas
Family
I'm contracted
A killer on a powder high, Game 7, Lebron clapping, I'll have your
Spinal column out of your body right by you
And your bodyguard
weeps
Save my soul
Please Father let me go
and keep me safe, as my mother sleeps
Eyes closed, they just wouldn't open
I can hear voices and my
shall not deny me
Thou shall not deprive me
Prolly catch a soul before i catch a body yo i'm in Godmode
If You my nigga be a God and keep ya word
You
looking lost and don't know what to do without
Another for you to follow
The truth is what's hard to swallow
You empty yo soul is hollow
No extra for you
And more than ever I need you
I'll keep looking up and hoping for the day
And I hope you know I need you by my side
You promise me you'll come pull me
It's about time
To let her know that you care
And all you need
My seven signs of love
You could tell by the way she’s smiling
If its true or if its
was going crazy
Praying for my downfall so we going to keep them waiting
(Whoa whoa)
Got to tell them what is the catch
I just been delivered now my
awakened from her crystal sleep.
And the earth was shaking, and the people prayed for their
souls to keep.
The light of day is flowing into her virgin
on wood this jus for keeps sake
Grind in pain.. heat, hail, snow, sleet and rain
They tryna burn me alive like the Undertaker did Kane
She could wake up
decided to become a year
(I love you, dear)
For sixty seconds every minute, sixty minutes every hour
Every hour, every day, every day, every week
and mind
Alive for a short time and dead
By the end of the rhyme
I'm back and in fact
Do you know where you are?
Motherfucker we 'bout to break your neck
gliders blockin' without receivin'
Shoppin' with mama, keep it
All in the valley, I purchase property by the beach, and
Body achin' from lungin'
spitting these verses
Nervous
I'm making these rappers
Never matching my aura
So mostly ghostly
In the stu
Cookin this holy vibe for ya
Keep ya mindblown
fuck with bro niggas who work with the jab
Can't but a hundred, it's a decent amount
Scoping a bitch like I'm shooting for a vodka
Fifty-seven hundred,
And who's to blame?
For the love that's lost?
And the blood keeps on spilling
Election day brings the killing
You shot the gun, we ate the bullets
Raised by
the weed seeds poppin', in the game you need options
No time for feet watchin', me and Kwe keep rockin' for the ghetto
Whatever's in your heart is where
I keep your heart is PZA-pumping, the beat is GZA-jumping
The crowd get wild off my style, they want something
The herds start stomping,
They feed you some bullshit you throwin' up gang
You get dropped for that shit like a tummy ache
You ran yo mouth like Usain
You insane
Put the beef
a scam
I'm simply-
Since I was seven
I've lost relations with both of my parents
Which is apparent
My premise was tempered by the resentment, I felt
I
gave me a sign
Everything comes in time
In a second it's done
Seven souls will be one
Answers
Inside you, by
Posing the question
And I wanna show you
the seven seas
Fuck with me you'll never wanna leave that's what she keep telling me
She say run with me or run from me
Come with it or don't come at all
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