Lyrics:
straight tripping on fools
C-O so crooked (crooked)
Come equipped when the shank sticks
[Bridge: Kurupt]
Yeah, that's my dogg
Life, behind the walls
get caught sleepin'
To every Disciple of Christ
There is NO Off Season
All Scripture is breathed out by GOD and
Profitable for teaching
For reproof, for
straight tripping on fools
C-O so crooked (crooked)
Come equipped when the shank sticks
[Bridge: Kurupt]
Yeah, that's my dogg
Life, behind the walls
every minute I'mma need to get it perfect
In the laboratory hoarding works of the wordsmith
Perks of the perp in the surge of the verve
And I'm sharpening
Ever Since a youngin I remember this
Every single moment as I reminisce
Never will forget what brought me back here
Ever Since The day you made it
to your works you'll be paid for
Each and every good deed ever made
As I activates the mind state elevates great
Vibrates at a rate equipped With Quartz
Growing up but I don't think I'm growing old, nah man
I know the world is mine, ain't it?
But it's so safe in my spaceship
Roaming round but I don't ever
I start from a standstill, filling the seat
In the shoes of a valley clothed in complete
I've closed every chapter to get what He's after
Spelling
ole disciple in me
Repeatedly kicked from the team
Incessantly testing me
Guess i'll score a new recipe
Frontal please
All these fake ass woes are full
everybody if they wanna listen
And we outchea every day in every single season
And we are all about the heart
We don't look at the face
Yeah all about
equipped to make disciples and help prepare for the coming of Jesus and when he enter in I can reign with my Savior forever the conqueror of my sins!
soul I steer this ship
Equipped with the passion and talent to get it
If I stay out of my own way that's the ticket!
Then we can connect across like
back into the caves you came from
Whenever that day comes, forty-acres, plantations, see every race won
Sincerely yours, Street's Disciple, revelations
Regreting, disgraced,
exiled, betrayed,
avoided, forsaken,
misunderstood, replaced,
Impure, forgotten,
thirteenth disciple,
inhuman, disguised,
shores terrestrial.
Now with hindsight I admit I don't admire the humans' lot,
frail bodies - fragile, ill equipped, their lives are hard (but they are
Gomorrah, I just went Sodom on em
Meaning I'm Blazing every mic that I comment on
I'm a kamikaze like a zombie nazi at Comic-Con
Don't try and stop it just
what you beeping at
it's like the summers a natural aphrodisiac
and with a pen and pad I compose this rhyme
to hit you and get you equipped for
always a pressure
But I go for it every time
No holding me back on a record
In my closet
She playing dress up
Telling me
Dreams of me
She would
the summer's a natural afradesiac
And with a pen and pad I compose this rhyme
To hit you and get you equipped for the summer time
Summer summer summertime
the summer's a natural afradesiac
And with a pen and pad I compose this rhyme
To hit you and get you equipped for the summer time
Summer summer summertime
feet
low and behold
you’ve learned 8 years more of
the knowledge and growth
i needed to store
your wisdom was king
you’re more than equipped to guide
I told them I was coming up but they seem not to believe me
Now that I'm up, I'm grateful for the blessings I'm receiving
Growing up, I sat among
The dead increase their invisible honey
Remember
Woke up with the conviction
I could change things
Every dream’s a variation on the same theme
In
cells bomb loads of regular
Equipped with the hatchet attachment I slay
Break bones and like snap necks like Chun Li with a krumatie
Full contact tracks
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