Lyrics:
Facin' demons, I know I can beat 'em
But it all goes into the liters
I just move forward and excel from the past
I'm not goin back to no home
peers
Giving them cries for help, I guess they need to see the tears
But wait, wildest part of all of that is
They'll shoot a suicidal rapper right
day
I'm a'goin' home
It's not far, just close by
Through an open door
Work all done, care laid by
Goin'ta fear no more
Mother's there,
We're off to build another planet (ay)
See a ship and then we're really goin' savage (ay)
From the home, we was lost in the Atlantic
I wouldn't make
kickin him
You know me, i dnt give a shit about fitting in
Its trilloski, name werent down but manna still gettin in
You told me u was gna have my p
By
they're all hill
RA is R-A-W
You know that, that had the road mad
No metaphor, just smack and know facts
When I clap MACs, it's bags and dog tags
So
of my dreams
Player now listen lotta blacks locked down
But comin' back around in '96
All I gots is my six
My track crew and my mother
Make these police
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
wheelies get popped
One by one, compare 'em to scabs, I'm picking them off
They're going home to fuck Nicki Minaj, aw
Compare me to Diggity-Das, yah
I
hopin’ they don’t call the cops (Ayy!)
But even then man the party won’t stop we goin’ keep the shit bumpin’ all night!
(Ok, yeah)
Man I’m wildin',
is, "Hykeem broke"
And head to the ground when I walk in school
Goin' through the motions, mad impulsive
Granny, I won't abide by the rules
I shall
as the bullets whizzed by
Prayin to Allah cause they don't want to die
But neither do I, fuck it, I gotta be here
As a rap artist, it's a vital part
gettin' chicks, I'm already pouncin' that
Goin' through some shit? Lemme know, always around to chat
Fuck a frat, all they personalities flat
I craft
trippin'
Tell me what you 'bout to do
She told me she about to go home,
But first she gotta stop by the store
She needed double A's for a new device,
(especially herbie cohen, yeahoooo...)
Mark volman & howard kaylan:
They're all going to rise up.
They're going to jump up! I said jump up!
Talkin' 'bout jump
heart racing going, yeah, going 101
I'm about to leave this fuckin' world like I'm Obi-Wan
I see the ambulance coming, the sirens yeah they're going off
a grip
Like I'm sinkin' in quicksand
Startin' to think I ain't
Shit but a dickhead
Dancin' with Lucifer, I'm goin' all out
Now it's gettin' nuclear
We have
I'm somethin'
I hope you think that you're somethin' too
Scufflin', I been up that lomesone road
And I seen a lot of suns goin' down
Oh, but trust
I said
Yes that's right, but U know me
I don't do this all the time
Then a girl walked by and she was fine
But she wasn't sayin' hi to me
Then she
spin me, but it's All silly, it ain't goin' down like that
Waste man tryna style on who?
They're pissed they ain't got the style Like My crew
Take my
and catch weight
Nigga we the last ones left
If we woulda known the zone inside my own dome
Fresh outs jail it was hell but I'm probably home
Lookin for
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
thugs at the club, and they got the nines showin
Dirty pimpin g's, one of my dreams, player now listen
Lotta blacks locked down, but comin back around in
you?
We haven't spotted them yet
But they're somewhere in the immediate vicinity
A 100 miles and runnin
Mc Ren, I hold the gun and
You want me
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