Lyrics:
How does it feel to be black
How does it feel to be that, guy that they hate on
They try to take your creativeness, they couldn't take my shit
I
him what's true, and now the magic's died Where's the wonderment?
Programming, conforming
boxing in their little minds destroying all creativeness.
Why
to heaven then put it on the ground
The painter asked the patron, "Can you stand up on the pile?
I've had a flash of inspiration, my creativeness aroused"
We bust the sound
The kids all gather round
And what's comin' from their radios
They all turn down
The creativeness
We are scientists
And I put that on the W
I got a minute and forty three seconds to give a pitch
I reckon that you step in the mind of creativeness
Who is this controlling
your middle finger but who's got the bigger lip
Bitch... not only can I rip
But I got the creativeness and the bigger dick
Shit... so what the fuck do
creativeness soared
Old ladies praising the lord
While the gangs waging a war
Insane pain to absorb
And I made it before
So if I lost it all today then
I ain't
to nothing
Cause that same energy can be used produce greatness
Old soul connecting with music back from the 80s
On a scale 1-10 my creativeness cant be rated
mind would stay
But I know those days have passed
I have to make these memories last
I miss the creativeness
A new game at my fingertips
I miss spinning
It all started off in the early 90's I started dropping written flows from the doom
My cerebellum my brain I had to tell em
My creativeness I'm
fellas are on
I cause a renaissance
Renovating creativeness on this side of the coast
Self-hatred, radio stations
They play their shit while they brag
are motionless yes
I guess the access to progress
Is an excess use of foolishness
With no creativeness
You'll be internet memes raving through
middle finger but who's got the bigger lip
***** not only can I rip
But I got the creativeness and the bigger *****
So what the ***** do you got against me
It's been a long
And I don't need no control
'Cause I let my creativeness blow blow blow
I never miss a flow
'Cause I'm addicted to song song song
of infinite creativeness
Creating the youth's better way cause every day is for you to live
And to live is to create
No matter what you make it'll always take
creativeness
Let the gong play bong to late sir your to plain you sound
The same way like somebody else listen in the music world
Got to be yourself with
the game
Peeped the referee huh
Mistaking creativeness for laziness
If you grown why you gotta baby it
Them pampers got you on some crazy shit
Dancing tween
I ponder on the greater things to get away from where I am
There's no barrier for creativeness or greater sin
Ideas cannot be destroyed damaged or be
you sing amazing grace with
I'm the devil in the flesh
With plans so devilish
Even you gon be impressed
My creativeness
Your last thoughts prolly be
how to feel
Feeling motivationless completely void of my creativeness
I have no will left
To put forth the effort towards the expansion of my breath
I
in what's certain in Him
I pray I'll lift 'em with any, pretty creativeness
Breakin' bitter envy in me as I'm layering prettiness
Days freer, centering
accurate I going after it
Establishments need to see how I crafted it
To make it my own, I’m lost in my zone
All by my lone, you cannot clone
Creativeness
Mastering infinity
A complex of creativeness
An educated nexus
Performance of a Lexus
Heart the size of Texas
Treacherous T-Rexes
Evolving homosapien
To God
spread love so the hatred lifts
& help you escape from the matrixes
I escape with my creativeness
By making shifts when life takes a twist
Instead
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