Lyrics:
'Cause I ain't seen nobody like you
You look so good, when you walk by
I had to stop, you blew my high
A real angel bringing back to earth
This is stolen land on a stolen map, rent is theft, give it back
Work 3 jobs get a heart attack, no insurance, now they want tax
They gentrify like
versions of Feeding of the 5000
By jerks whose only fuck off to the system has been one off the wrist?
It's the Feeding of the 5 Knuckle Shuffle.
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If
Tom Brady is single. Ladies its true
Facts or fiction? You tell me. I'll ask you (Okay)
Yeah, Mr. President's dead, shot by Donald Trump in the face
Was
Let these words be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that being said,
soul it was stolen
Paranoid, I walk around the clip fully loaded
I can’t open up, no trust, no love
Don’t wanna talk about it man, I’d rather just pour
back on the block with it
Back when I had worn my cousin’s shoes
With holes and socks in it
Eatin' top rhymin'
Walk to school with a prepaid cellular
from the ground
Roses by the roots stolen from the roofs on parade days
Look at them rain down
I was brought here a slave
But I leave here a pharaoh
both my coats are ripped and I can't seem to decide on clothes that fit,
Supposing this rap shit actually pays off, I'm wondering if it'll all be worth
shit I just walk past
I know god got me so I just laugh
Pay full price I only paid half
They knocked me off my shit
They got me on my ass
I never look
me that's Tariq from off the street around my Grams
I haven't seeen him since fifteen, when he got booked for doing scams
I tried to walk away but he
lineage, designed for us to be indifferent
My success is the product of the same system that let off Darren Wilson, guilty
We want to dress like, walk
The pain is great it strains the brain
The razorblade's inside my wrist
Satan's praised by scientists
Planes are spraying lines and shit
These are crazy
around
By the skin of your teeth
Writing us off in invisible ink
You can still find me
Between devils and deep blue seas
In the desert's hands
on it
I saw you perform yeah, you put on a light show
I walk up in this bitch looking like a light show
got a team but I'm by myself ISO
killing shit
- ehm - and not come off the beat
Oh yeah, be ??? without shootin at the earth
Even be gold, and not have any worth
You can beat beef, and don't need
kicked my door in
And I still remember the money that was stolen
Either by them, or some chick I was hoeing
At the time, but I made it back 100 fold
I'm
Slip on my turf, I'll put a prick in a hearse
The gift and the curse
I'll have you missing off Earth
I just left a cat feeling privileged
Made him say
Blocked in my driveway by two cars (two cars)
Uber's running hella late, that's two stars (two stars)
Got a session in North Hollywood, that's too
to you
To show you there ain't nothin' I can't take this chainsaw to?
Fuckin' brains, brawn and brass balls, I cut 'em off
Then got 'em pickled
Fostered from the earth
Fastened to the rock
Every night his liver hurts
Will he ever make it off?
Will he ever make it off?
Body of clay keeps him rooted
they navigate by the sun and stars?
We’ve all been blessed with wings
As we walk in, welcome to my habitat
You’re free to watch the spindoctor
Spin in
The rich have stolen and buy and sell our earth
But it belongs to NO ONE-or to all by right of birth
TAKE BACK THE LAND, TAKE BACK THE LAND
TAKE BACK
Randy Mac is clockin a stupid grip
On the party track I'm cold lampin
But when the Syndicate rolls I be jackin
You thought I fell off, I ain't even
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