Lyrics:
still talk about us when we've died
The end
Is just a little harder when brought about by friends
For all you care, this wine could be my blood
For
still talk about us when we've died
The end
Is just a little harder when brought about by friends
For all you care, this wine could be my blood
For
that I hate fame
But that's the dues that I pay
Okay, I'mma give you just one guess to
Guess the game I'm rappin' about
It's got over 600 champions
time he could-a been
The champion of the world
Three bodies lyin' there does Patty see
And another man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously
I didn't
scatter my set
I no dey cry swear I fit stand o
Dem try talk say I too dey vex
Came a long way yeah I did my best
Got a lot to say so I must confess
Blood
what’s best for me
But when you say that I feel you only testing me
Like a free trial from amazon see I’m just tryna reach my prime
No Optimus it be hard
on the wall
Make it a statement
Show no hesitation
I'll test you by temptations
Through trials and tribulations
Like a Jedi sent into the Matrix
Getting ready
by Thirty Point 3
That's inverted Three Seis's
Sacred Math
Like Thirty Third Degree Masons
And this my Third Classic
One Third of My Three Greatest
inches
Yeah
Missed death by some inches
Missed death by some inches
I know I'm better without it
Indeed I don't doubt it
But everything starts with a crave
Child wild adventures walk trillions of square inches
Ten percentage try to drain me of my mental strengthage
Heavy wattage knowledge cleans blood
the
First musical act to appear in a
Talkie film, The Jazz Singer
In 1927 unfortunately it was performed
By Jolson in blackface
(3) Maharanee: The wive
a spinster's nipple
A hare drains milk from cattle
A clergy fornicate at a black dog's ball
Pierce flesh with needles three inches in
If they scream
back stand by thats a threat to my black life
Ready to grab 44 because of 45
Two hundred thousand Americans plus died
Never been on pace to make
they'll still talk about
Us when we've died
The end is just a little harder when
Brought about by friends
For all you care, this wine could be my blood
For
[Intro - Unknown man]
Thou mayest indeed
Tune onto the forbidden channel
And see it like it is baby
*Record Scratch in*
You should be a champion
a prison cell, but one time he coulda been
the champion of the world
three bodies lying there does patty see
and another man named bello, movin around
tryna break up my streak
I'm a beast in these streets
I'm a champion in turbo
Handing out L's
Who want one next
Three sixty piledriver all on your neck
it's all laughter 'til the bitch comes to kiss them
You know the difference between life and death
Is one bad decision, three or four inches
So many
it off in no time
Oh my, did it on my own, no cosign
45, devil in disguise, free dope trial
West side, ride 'em off 3rd avenue
Go at us, have your
witnesses
I'm the truth
Still, I remain calm like a soldier in war
Surrounded by, three bombs, cautious
Shots keep coming like I got three arms
Two trigger
sentences, glanced at a pic or two or three
That's all, no fair trial
Simply, you will not be going to the show and that's final
What occurred next were
the Iceni:]
In the aftermath of our defeat at Mandeussedum, I was captured by Romans with
a veiled intent... (though three of them died at my hands in
(football)
They sleep again (they sleep)
We wake em up (wake up)
The champs is in (champion)
Wake up, wake up
The cake up, raise up (cake)
I make us, do
Look at all my trials and tribulations
Sinking in a gentle pool of wine.
Don't disturb me now, I can see the answers
'Till this evening is this
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