Lyrics:
abundance
Why would I run from the streets when I run it
Never ran once from a nigga, you duckin
If he gon up it he up it n buss it 'cuz I'm
Quick draw mcgraw
Desire makes slaves out of kings
Patience turns kings out of slaves
And miles away from the willow tree
Your fate germinates and breaks
Concrete
word, it's happening again
The meadow is wet with the fresh morning mist
The hunter and the black knight draw swords with their fists
The shadow of death
like
"go on then but pay me a lager"
Wunsen, wunsen
Yo, draw for the tool, go on then, go on then
Think I'm a fool? Go on then, go on then
Draw for
a reflection of your heart. That words alone could never capture. When I write a Christmas song, it is almost always born from a moment in my life, inspired by
White willows in the moonlight, bright silver in the street
Oh, did it really happen, or was it just a dream?
No matter, I still await the moment when I
on street
Corners in a hoodie
His hair pulled back into
Cornrows "I was just learning my flow
" he says of this period
And he was also learning to write he'd
leads
them towards Bethlehem. The Wise Men enter the gates of the
sleeping town and make their way through the deserted streets.
A dog snarls at them.
out the long weeks
Get faded form bomb weed
Move calmly
Staying Beyond Free
The asphalt we draw chalk on is our pavement to walk on
We all keep the mob
Spy the little whizzkid yeah, she's streets ahead
On top of the daybreak and,
The last one to bed
Keeps her gizmo, under her pillow
Little dust devil
to rise the mercury
Heat niggas, street niggas
Reflect those both when I be rapping on the beat, niggas
Looking Cambodian whilst standing at the podium
fancy women fast cars what!?
If you lose you soul whats the purpose of a heart
I never go by grades sorry mama I'm street smart
I write my lyrics in
Soundtrack to the Street a theme for every hood
Every lockdown facility, get ?oxed? down for grillin me
Write down hostility, iced down with friends
harder than it seems
To make ends meet
But I think I found a way
To paint a picture of what I want to say
I'll write the words on the street
So big you can
but
She didn't care
Said put your hands where I can see
I'll make you write a song for me
She's so bad she's good for me
This girls know ways you
transferred from on
Party to the next" You got
A miserable bitch on a
Blog who writes something negative about
You, you read it, and now you're miserable
than him?
Can't you see you're never gonna win?
I won't fight, I will draw for the ting
Eskiboy
I wanna see my name live when I'm gone
I'm gonna write
Deliver like the pizza boy
On every track with no doubt
My pen inside her notepad
I Scribble and she goes mad
She say she like the artist
So I draw her
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
cruisers
Longs boards and street music
I could never draw sheet music
My mind gon keep musin'
'Jedi' I'm force usin'
Cuttin' ties and deportin' nuisance
I
flow bhi glided pair pe Nike
Flow JID
Heavyweight in the karle puchtach aag daalun mic pe mai Neil deta fuel daal
And I write on the paper for a deep
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
need somewhere to go,
I don't know,
Maybe Baltimore,
Haunt the streets like Edgar cllan Poe.
Talk cheap,
Drink all day.
Write the words that you used
Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way, nigga
Some real shit right here, nigga
This will be the realest shit you
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