Lyrics:
the power of blood
To lick-a-shot in a di street and get your people to run — son
And when a cop dies, we all mortified
But when a cop kills he don't need no
I'ma run 'em all (ha, ha)
Chickenheads, know I, be the Colonel
'cause I burn eternal, mixed with the inferno
So be careful, 'fore I burn you (yeah)
that you do
Because stupid is how everybody sounded
Nigga you think you know me, but only if you knew me
Homie, you would leave me by my lonely
I'm
Plagued by our brains, the internal sinking pain
I wish I was equal, if only that simple
I wish I was people (I wish)
The train it now arrives, I plead
might navigate the whirl and the suck
Well, the Tennessee River changed its mind
At Chattanooga she oughta unwind
She could a run right on the Georgia
Can't tell by the diamonds in my rings?
That's how many times I wanna cum, twenty-one
And another one, and another one
And another one, 24-karats,
leprechaun nigga
Don't press ya luck
Heffer is you crazy? You done lost yo' mind
You need some real lessons
Your style done went blind
Then he got
"Sit down in that saddle"
The Texans' fear of the rattle
Coming out to battle with the roster unlocked
I be busting all these jaws, Johnson'll run
By now
Instead I still twist and bend
I've no more ways to dress this up
It seems my skins are wearing thin
A maze of mild pretence
Turns into
Doesn't skate
A writer who only stutters
A singer who only screams
A lover who runs away
I am the leader
Of all phonies
The natural order
Of things
I was
Evening comes
Raising the wolves
Land of ruin darkened by power
On the run
Raising the wolves
Time of rebirth has just begun
The night is dark
I like to hear the plaintive croon
Of a tenor saxophone
In a dive of a room
Where I sit all alone
Oo oo oo oo ooh
I read books by dead authors
Keep
caught up in the sauna
Hot like a momma body in the back
Got me feindin' lunch snacks
See my cruisin' by, y'all looking like a bunch of hunchbacks
Better
I ain't a killer
But don't push me
Might steal an ice cream truck
and run you over pussy
Might find me at Wal-Mart
In a Cookie Monster hoodie
Hand
and rap
Is the greatest thing from blacks
Hype, watch a sucka run to it
Seems like a river runs through it
Simple to do it, pass the can around
Try
All the fans around 'bout the
Get what they deserve listen as I run down
The entire Marvel Cinematic Universe
From Phase One to Phase Two to Phase
Mind body soul just know you're temple
Mind body soul it's really that simple
Mind body soul just know you're temple
Mind body soul it's really that
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
A flash in the mind space relative to time
Your blinded by the light and the light that I shine is
Never ending microphone bending
I keep transmitting but
Listen to the toned indignation of crass liars
Sit in front of your tv station craving this satire
Shaking your fist to some clever twist
means something
Powerful words of expression
Business minds that try twist your ethics
No act in the visual, the scene wants to show you
The real life
talk about music speak it highly
Mind over matter what a simple ideology said no one ever you can start with an apology
Ironically making gears fit
Enter the mind of the villainous
Know that my powers are limitless
I could be killing it but I ain't into that
Tryna be intimate holding down simple shit
miss you more than I missed anyone
Summer Girl, you’re on my mind. I can’t stand us losing time.
The same stars shine on you tonight.
Cuz things go by
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