Lyrics:
a trace
Of the blues
I just think of you, baby, I know
I've got a real thing, here by my side
Someone who needs me, holding me tight
And these
producers, I figured out you losers
I knew my longevity confuse ya
Big paper game, come on run into these flames
Recognize the power of the royal king james
the bomb, least I'm in the blast radius
I'm beating these kids' indictment, shit, I like the terror
APB on my actions, I'm in the viking era
Moment
them close to mine
‘Cause I’m dying inside to close my eyes and feel your arms holding me tight
Guess you’ve realized
So don’t let time run by
(Don’t let
on my OVO shit, like, trust me, October is mine
I hate when these MC's step outta line
Fuck a machine, don't care if you're signed
To anyone sayin'
selling
Topic back to me and how my life getting better
Rest in peace Zipho and Khanya and aunt Helen
Angels walk with me by my sides and these weapons
FACECZAR, CZARFACE
This that third world shit
Far from the norm
Always where the action is
Monumental (CZARFACE)
Yo
G by nature, cop a new V
In these days of changing ways
so called liberated days
a story comes to mind of a friend of mine
Georgie boy was gay I guess
nothin' more
Oh yeah
In these days of changing ways
So called liberated days
A story comes to mind of a friend of mine
Georgie boy was gay I guess
Nothin'
Oh yeah
In these days of changing ways
So called liberated days
A story comes to mind of a friend of mine
Georgie boy was gay I guess
Nothin'
Nich' (hey)
The super duper, Superfly break loose
I'm deeper than Roots
Skywalk on niggas like I'm Luke
Punk, I flow rhymes all the time
Gettin mines
Get
to take neighborhood
that have been terrorized by members of the Harpys gang
[James Hahn]
This injunction is going to prohibit the Harpys from
operating in
thats
Money on your block
Thats them bread winners got them
Bitches by the flock
If you bout yo hustle I got beans
White and purple weed coke and dope
Bet
Through our relationship with Christ
Are equip by the grace of
God to assist in comforting
This family and, yes, Church
We want to wrap our arms
Around them
this chapter in my life
What kind of love is this
To come back every time
With open arms for me
To bind these wounds of mine (wounds of mine)
What
ciabatta that's chopped in (uh)
When I quit, the guys I fed off narcotics done got slim (uh-huh)
My style mixed with Boldy James now and 2Pac then (then)
the hit list gotta be more plaques
Not to mention my position in this world I'm black
Target on my back but flippin' these words like crack
Keep my mind fed
to slappin harder
Not by your favorite rapper, producer, not even Shawn Carter
Has touched it. Though many have tried
And it bangs, as long as you are alive
diamonds in the light
And we're standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine
What it takes to come alive
It's the way I'm feeling I just can't
The world only know you by your worst mistakes
So spaz on they ass, that's the only way
Smash on the gas down Stony, ayy
Crash and come back with a swollen
like Minister Malcolm at the venetian blinds
By all means necessary I reach for mine and
Lift golden showers from roof tops
And give orders, rugged
like Minister Malcolm at the venetian blinds
By all means necessary I reach for mine and
Lift golden showers from roof tops
And give orders, rugged
a girl)
I can see (Oh yes you are)
When the day turns into the last day of all time (All time)
I can say I hope that you are in these arms of mine (In
came ashore
Greeted with nothin' but niceness
Sailin' west in attempt to
Find gold and spices
Dominated by the popes in frenzy for ices
The Catholic
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