Lyrics:
of soundtracks, and sicko-crafted scores...
To in turn exude the pain from one’s pores...
But Where is GOD??
Dumb decisions... placing oneself in danger by ways
Yeah, yeah, what the deal Dog?
Where you from?, BK, NYC, reppin' wid the DPG
Yeah, what the dealy, yo, yo, yo, yo, LAFC
Everything else cool,
passing by is just all you get when being pushed to the edge you either commit or break a sweat
We gotta make ends meet so where your mind at
It's like we
house, I was in my
Room, no furniture, no nothin'
And, this is cool
Like, one minute and thirty second
Song, but I'm like
I wanna take it somewhere i
and lost since I am neither
cpplying pressure wit energy of Loraina Bobbit
Niggas is dick so I cut em off just to gain a profit
Too many 6's not enough 7
danger
So now I got the rest hung
Go home and count my income
GB and Wicked Wild Child
My heart is where this came from
[Chorus]
One thing that
Let me take you to my early adolescence for a second
Picture a bunch of motherfuckers who thought life wasn't a blessing
I was navigating through
a second I am completely devoured by the dark
It appears from nowhere, buries my true self
I am obscured by this wraith
A thief of existence
Endurance is key
fuck all of the hate
Couple years gone by, we gotta elevate
Cause the Flaws got us all in a mental state
Everything so shakey, 7.5 the magnitude
Bullet-Proof Vest
Protection is a Must in this city try to adjust
The dangers in every corner be careful in who you Trust
I find myself surrounded by Demon's in
of coffee
And then I sip and stop
Because we gettin watched by some new group
New brood mc's walkin round like you and me
But all they do is listen shit only
the streets had him
Knowing full where the harsh Reality could land him
Shorty tried talking to him he making too much listen
He beefing everybody He really
Where I'm at is in your earholes
Bumpin' outta ya stereo
Loud enough to crack your tinted windows
And I suppose that ya still don't know
How I
wanna know
If you feel it, too, just like I do.
[silkk]
I hits the block non stop, rocks in my sock
Pause for a second when I see the cops
Rocks
my phone. Leave the lyricist alone
Introverted by the forces telling us to get along
I don't like it, I don't like it, I won't lie a second more
Know I
petty vanity has led to this insanity
Decency, humanity, abolished by his majesty
We'll have to start again from where we were before
Democracy's
classical, Beethov'
Manna royal in this game like where my throne
Manna loyal to a fault
Let's talk rap for a second
Let's talk trap for a second
Lets not cap
I see a light, I see a light ahead
It's where I'm heading
You see the dark, it's all you ever see
Are you blinded by the light, my baby?
I fight my
for all some of that fit, ya gotta admit
Nigglet your life is set why you ungreatful motherfuckas
You better get somewhere where they love you
The hardest thing for me to do
Is to get you to know me
Within sixteen bars
That's the hardest thing
Who is K. Dot? A young nigga from Compton
played on the airwaves
Unless, pull or push, men got payed
In Detroit, bitch, you ain't even from Detroit
Fuck your rap, 7 mile is where the hustlers at
In
Restless heart, the conquer in me beckons
Feed that cry, the need to be free
Where to start? From the road I recognized
That distant world is now
really coming
Like who is you where you was at back then when I was bumming
See as a youngin mama knew that Id be up to something
Climbing this mountain I
I know I'm a belligerent lost Individual
But I came here for the booze
Not to be judged by some guy in a suit and tie
Telling me all that I've got
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