Lyrics:
And swear that they know all about you
All of the hate that they throw made me crouch,
So who am i to give it out to?
It just been getting real harder
killing the game, and lately I've felt inadequate
So I took hip hop by the throat so I can have my own stab at it
I wish before sleep I could think about
Can you pretend to be a seed that grows into a beautiful flower?
Lets all crouch down very small. Thats it, boys and girls, just a little bit more,
rrreal (By my goddamn self)
[Verse 1]
Nigga dwell on it, can't he
So tell on me, got my bitch all at the crib
Try to smell on a nigga, want to stay around
When I put my pen to pad, I try not to hesitate to take my passions
Tap into my past and through my transgressions
All the stresses I've been met
for vines
Up on that cross
It's the king of all kings
Carry the team
They call me dream
Videos got no seam
Gamers 4 God not a meme
Ain't got nothing
race, and form a perfectly beautiful extra?
Can it be that?
Is unity the "seeing it thru to the last”?
Or the last common denominator
Of this life against
Spend the money, matter fact, I've seen these crouch it can get
Take the keys to the reigns, black 4.6, cause all the (bitches) want this
PDS
(b****) yo honey hoppin' the whip
(S***'s) real I won't hit it n****s droppin' will split
Spend the money, matter fact, I've seen these crouch it
through the years
Question myself "Where do I go from here?"
Do I take it all, escape from hell, disappear?
It be the glare of a living legend, I got
Survey the scene from the choppers
All they offer
Is a prayer cloth for the next 20 callers
See I call it the way the digits laid
And for so long I prayed
was greetin the king
Gotta take chances, what, I'm back in Kansas; it was all a dream
Now I clack back my heels on the d-low, he-he-he seein things
So here it is
The final twist
The final claw
Through the final, smoky mist
The fire's gone
And I'm inside the home
And from this angle
It's a place I
the wreckage, terror seeping from afar
Creeping through the flesh, its presence cooling down the char
Encompassed by new darkness, I've been reaching for
around in the city in the fin fin
Nobody outdoing my team imma said it agian
Given out the green light to go
You niggas yellen out yellow
Passen by on my
around in the city in the fin fin
Nobody outdoing my team imma said it agian
Given out the green light to go
You niggas yellen out yellow
Passen by on my
booting it back out
I 69'd this one bitch and she bled in my mouth (shit)
Kicked her out
Cleaned the couch out
And beat up my crouch
I don't gotta
my cheeseeburger cooked
By a 30 years old man
Who has spent his whole life
In a fucking van
It is so fucking cool
I never go to school
You can even
wonder why her nigga in the club tryna fight
Shawty do it all, it should be against the law
Lockjaw, she can suck a bowling ball through a straw
Gon'
Your princess blood beauty
Perfect and plain
Serene and calm
Marble veined hands
So sure when playing the clown
Getting it all down
On tape for future
a little tank
This time, there was no walking plank
It happened so fast, the death was almost blank
Couldn't even get saved by a tree
The thing that lets
now he up in the clouds
I set a new high and they want me to crouch
Through all of the hate never thought you would doubt
I kept it true because I'm
by blood, we are
Thrust by the throb of her
Heart to the tips of her
Fingers and back through
The branches of her veins.
We come to rest, spent,
with the vanilla roof
Call it Neapolitan i poli
(tic) against the oligarchy on
A mission, composition, start anarchy
I son y'all niggas like the man
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