Lyrics:
happen every time we meet
Like a track team, crack fiend, dyin' to geek
Outkast bumpin' up and down the street
Slam back, Cadillac, 'bout five nigga
on the bitches, I'm yawnin' (and why?)
Hey, think this a show, bitch, I'm performin'
I do this shit for my daughters and all my sons, bitch (woo)
I'm gonna run
(Ohhhhhhhh wahhhhhoooooo
Ooooohhhhhh wooooooooo)
Yuh
Uh
(son daughter)
(grinding everyday)
No more broken life
We a son we a daughter
I'm the clay
on God's son's & daughter's
Warriors & Soliders
I'ma strive til it's over
Until my last breath
I'm honest , I'm modest
I cant do dis by myself
I need God, my
me
I know I been dishonest, I been gaming multiplayer, with demons
Having all this fun, now I wanna be leaving, but heavy chains, up on my legs
Been
by City Hall found that London
Has seen an increase of 71%
In victims of serious youth violence since 2012
The Mayor says this is linked
Regrets of all
I Tie them
Awakening
The Madness
You shall Reborn
Wake up all
From The Slumber
Your Father calls IT
A Reprogramming befitting
Of your
Keep on dreaming, don't stop believing
Bobbing, weaving, dark hell demons
Plotting scheming, what is the meaning?
Pat him, peal him, wake up whose
up stop kneeling
You knight, Forwards then back, all day sling that
Eyes watching your tracks, Ear dis no boy ting
Mind your self jockey, Stallion,
with Tetris if your block neglectin' your ki
Everyday I wake up with my face up to my father
Makin' sure my heart is pure enough to grow my seed
you wet up,same muthafuckas used to friend up
got you hospitalized, look how you end up
hooked up to a respirator, body all bent up
your moms callin me
up by a nigga, I served twice
He got picked up, then he bitched up
Like he was 'bout to serve life
I turn dope to dollars, how you explain that?
but you caused this to happen
You let all that extra shit fly and lost track of claiming baggage yeah
I knew I was up when folk would name drop and hide
dead now, buried under the sun
You put your trust in the one
The son who's claiming he won
Man I wake up at the crack of dawn and still he's yawning
to the ocean breathe
Yo the grind never stops, see the devotion in me
We live and we die, we sleep and we wake
We smoke and we fuck and never show up late
Yo we
afresh God
That the sons and daughters may prophesy
We wake up from sleeping
We arise
Awake awake us
There’s a cry in the spirit
Holy ghost awake all
This
paper, shit is still ghetto
But fuck it black, you living your life, though your loved ones
Peace to your daughter and your newborn son
It used to be
somebody to hype me up
I turn tracks into gold I got the Midas touch
I'm dope I ain't jokin' I'm tight as f*ck
Just get at me I'll come and wake the cypher
bagel for the team I’m defense Mike Vrabel
Levelin' up on stage 10 surrounded by bars I’m caged in
Drippin' wet that sauce on me must be success I can
stand up
Chasin' paper stacks all we do is master tracks
The flow is never wack, no fiction that's fact
For years it seems the game has been hacked
screams, his brother shows up
The shock, horror of it all, has silence his speech
And he says, I FaceTimed him before
And before he knew it, he curled up
downfall, watch me pass ya
Y'all know by the flow who's the master
I've been a problem, Bull like Dennis Rodman
Just know this dick is dirty, better get up
with paper, s*** is still ghetto
But f*** it black, you livin your life, though your loved ones
Peace to your daughter and your newborn son
It used
love and honorable toil
With children first a daughter. In him woke,
With his first babe's first cry, the noble wish
To save all earnings
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