Lyrics:
my mom and dad met
Before they moved on down to the Upper West
I see you're still strong after all that's gone on
Lifelong, we dedicate this song
Harlem
To the Grand Concourse where my mom and dad met
Before they moved on down to the Upper West
I see you're still strong after all that's gone
Harlem
To the Grand Concourse where my mom and dad met
Before they moved on down to the Upper West
I see you're still strong after all that's gone
I don't know why I drink so much can't even stand the test
But liquid courage helps me through my day
If I take time to stop and think the booze just
to scoot down
I'm a step up to the mic in my goose down
Come up representing from the upper west
Money makin' putting me to the test
Sometimes I feel
answer, 'what yer got?'
Corporal Cook has got a cough
Sergeant Smith feels sad
I do my best, to get through every test
But something's wrong – I'm feeling
a fucking test
Which everybody loses
Because in the end is only time the winner.
Frustration, isolation get upper hand and tension
Pulls me into a dark black
The sound of horses riding by the riders fists raised to the sky
Burning torches the flames of death the suspects being put to the test
[Chorus]
limit, demons all around my soul, yeah, yeah
House of Mourning where my heart is, slaying upper six
Sun breath like Tanjiro, yeah
Killing my inner demons,
make a god of disbelief
I kiss your upper lip before I kiss you on the lower
I touch you at the tip, and I will stay here under cover
I'm happy
my mom and dad met
Before they moved on down to the Upper West
I see you're still strong after all that's gone on
Lifelong, we dedicate this song
questioning
My skills, niggas I been rocking since lee twillz
And we feel that we build careers of steel
So all the rest come up and test but only stress is
niggas gone test ya
Pray the lord bless us
Me and my niggas we so upper echelon
I took the time to thank god
All of them days I had none
I just want extra,
the trunk
Fuck the funk, pass the puck
And parade on Upper Lassgate
The charge in the city is still perform for Petacky
In that case it must be Naughty for
Well, effortless endeavors in the belts of the destined
Cornucopia of pleasure, upper in realms
Soaring joy, enjoyment he'll relish
Correction, a fellow
on force fields
At that cost deal he plotted the coordinance
Two thousand three rental tie upper west side more or less
This thing be buggin' like a celly
This is not a test, thi-thi-thi-thi- this is not a test
This is not a test, thi-thi-thi-thi- this is not a test
Droppin' the top like a cabriolet
money on my mind
Pussy niggas wasting time
I just get it how I can
Now I got the upper hand
Money money on my mind
Pussy niggas wasting time
I just
Forties and Xanax and Pregnancy test
Painted whores, Who love
Uppers and Downers and
All in-betweeners
Painted whores with low self-esteem
I don't
a di best
My place my place do nuh test
My place my place
And if yuh Gwaan chat
Yuh get a kick Ina yuh face
A aaah (Ina di place)
My place my place
socials)
How I’m walking and dabbing on these niggas until the next life
I dabbing on niggas even in heaven
That’s why I’m living the upper life (upper)
You
and sweaty sex
Hug me like I gave you cheques
You kiss me like the upper crust
Tell me things to make me blush
Champagne bottle, bon voyage
A souvenir garage
Stalactitical growths from hardened adipose
Formations of bags contain polypular tissue
Bursting open, causing anemia
Hystilogical tests reveal the presence
the Illadel play
Yo, look in the mirror, watch what yourself say
I'm from S-P, no mortal man can test me
Thought, I keep a lin-e in, upper eschulone-in
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