Lyrics:
I'm from the projects or should I say the 3rd Ward
Where fools into killing and fiends walk like androids
Hooked up with the twins or should I
advice
He was larger than life
He penetrated the roof of your car with a spike
Trained by an insane ex marine
CIA trained a renegade assassin android
nobody stop my shine
I'm like the sun number 1
Momma smile just to see what I've become
I'm a young man wit' a big dream
Tryna make it out the projects
want it buy it own it
Thats what lil flippa told us
I make a fuck nigga disappear like a magic trick
From the projects i was raised up with savages
That
on him everywhere he go, it's open carry, nigga
Blowin' raspberries again
Ayy, the boys took my number down, I'm off the Android again
Ayy, and Brody
elates
Me
Now I'm feeling parallaxed out in the
Cosmos
Between the stars
Inside of my own burrow
(Burrow)
So I'm still flowing out to open space
I see
making us lose this game
We don't fuck with nobody
We always win you know your losing so what a shame
Fuck losers
Android users
Child abusers
You know we
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
Android eyes with a neon stare
In the cybernetic jungle, we're aware
A megacity heartbeat, pulsing loud
In the circuitry of dreams, we're endowed
Glowing
and their pain
Satan owns the physical plain
But Im praying
Im saying
There's more continents where the prominent hatch plans to keep them dominant
Did I mean
I'm mean mugging
Dealers you scum
Dealing opiate deaths
Hoping karma will come
Open your head
You're a pawn not a plug
What you know about
Living in
[Esham]
Paranoid, androids, aliens, asteroids
Plus I George Jetson through the solar system board
Galaxy gladiator, fuck you bitin ass style
Still in
a Chimney,
Bossed up on my real big dog shit but dont think i wont match that energy
Know some real 6 o crip niggas bangin like Nipsey
Watts Project shooters
goes out to everybody doin' it on they own
Livin' Legends, C.V.E.,
Hieroglyphics, Likwit Crew, Global Phlowtaions.
Project Blowed what's the code
I been
ya location
Open the Stone Age
Drop this inflation
Bring our troops home
Protect our own Nation
Fortify our borders
Dare someone to say shit
Tell
I don't break no ghetto laws
I don't put pressure, mane, on others to ease pain
Or brothers put all in chains, help mothers to go insane
Project
the magic way harder
Thinking back to the projects, and they way they tore 'em all up
Like when I do a project, and come back and tear the mall up
GLC where was we?
Still rock the Prada 'fore that, rock the Starter
Niggas had the Georgetown, the Magic way harder
Thinking back to the projects
The crowd is open, I think I know why
I'm back from the future, seen it with my own eyes
And yep, I'm still the future of the Chi
Back in college I had
white Jesus
Will a nigga live or die?
'Cause the Lord can't see us
In the deep dark clouds of the projects, ain't no sunshine
No sunny days and we
[Hook]
[Kanye West]
Your fly is open, McFly
The crowd is open I think I know why
I'm back from the future seen it with my own eyes
And yep, I'm
[Hook]
[Kanye West]
Your fly is open, McFly
The crowd is open I think I know why
I'm back from the future seen it with my own eyes
And yep, I'm
Got me askin' white Jesus "will
A nigga live or die?"
'Cause the Lord can't see us
In the deep, dark clouds of the projects
Ain't no sunshine
No sunny
for puttin' you through the mind games, sorry
Only The Family the Navy (yeah)
3-Double-0 is the army (yeah)
Tell 'em re-open Barneys (yeah)
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