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got something the size of two small children
Play the hand you were dealt
Before god stop dealing
I'm on the rise
That's an understatement
Shit we came
Promise you'll believe even when shit get tough
Tougher than Henny with no ice or chaser
We chasin dreams that may be unseen so run by faith or
Get knocked
One cheer for 2pac's career
And three more if you wish him and Big were here
But four nods if you believe they'd like to stay deceased
Above
me
I told her I don't love her
All she wanna do is please me
If I told you I had powers
Do you believe me?
New York City, We don't sleep
Jungle Wars
Busy bee putting pollen in your system
Non-lethal sickness they all sneezing when they listen
Drowning in my honey can't believe it when they hit me
leeches off the wave fuck they surf board
Niggas been fakeI just played it smart
When u kno niggas hating u gotta played apart
Street tatctics live by
3. Yeah I travelled up to London so that I could really do it
4. All my friends stopped caring man that is what the truth is
5. Now there’s gold in my
don't know what your name is
But I need a replacement
Gotta hold of my stainless
Most of y'all sound brainless
-
cnd my Soul so ancient
In
you hate me shawty, I can’t trip about it. Find another shawty, I’m on dope I’m stalling. Don’t believe in sorry, I want my phantom white, look like
of the pillow you lay your head at
Giving people just what they wanted I recommend that
Hits like a boxer talking to where your chin at
Tougher then the bull I'm
Daygo City by the border native women call me, "Guapo" nigga
Can I live (Kazie man and Dom Royal ladies and gentlemen, you know how it goes)
Can I live
Lake City without becoming a Morman
I think we need a name for what it is that I've just done.
Got it!
I've just done a Bradbury
(He's just done
They have the place under order
And them a lock down every border
Mykal Rose and Big Mountain
Ya better believe it
Freedom is not free
It's a long
like cartoons, southern cities with large moons
Faith healers, ex-female drug dealers and art booms
Apologize for my weird mix
What taste like hot
you, I believe a man is judged by what's in his heart, and not his bank account
So if this is what religion is, a big car, a suit and a tie
Then I
(You know what I call that?)
(Melted snicker)
(You know why I call it that)
(It's hot bars son, It's hot bars)
Trey back (Huh)
On the top of the wave
But your values system says you believe in sleep more than you believe in grinding
Your values system says you are a consumer and not a producer
That
I'm up in meetings, and you better believe me
Now that we got the arena, the sonics makin' a come back
I'm not a businessman, I got children, man
I
what we did when we was children
Wonder what I'd be doin' if I was born in another city
I wonder if my kid was here, would I not be so busy
I been tryna
Should we by now
Can't ever let the children out
Can't ever let the children out of your sight
There you heart rate goes again
No one knows what's
On keeping staff
I moved them to my city
I’m still helping when
They do me dirty
Man
I’m too forgiving
But it got me this far
So I keep on giving
Some days
the children played
One child was me
And I still believe that's how it's meant to be
[CHORUS]
On Christmas eve
All around the world
Everybody's wishes are
and believe I got the keys to the city
I'm Blessed on any land that I Touch
My name hold weight like a semi
My path I cant deny I flying high
Like a eagle in
Mr Horace Greeley was no fool
I'm sure that you agree with me that Greeley was no fool
What he is getting at is that Mr Greeley was no fool
Boy
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