Lyrics:
The light that fills my lonely cell,
Is blocked out by the key,
That locks the door to this hell,
The place they wanted me.
Time's racing like
And I'm lonely
[Chorus]
I would rather fall from grace completely
Than let you change my mind
And I would rather bet my life against the rising
and a DJ (Tell 'em)
3 mics and A DJ (Yep)
Know 3 young niggas on the North
By name of Quavo, Offset and Takeoff
We mobbing pull up at your house
Squad open
The light that fill my lonely cell,
Is blocked out by the key,
That locks the door to this hell,
The place they wanted me.
Time's racing like
This is not what I thought it'd be
Surrounded by the deep blue sea
The trees, they laugh at me
Here's where the monsters sleep
Lonely islands, lonely
It ain't hard to tell, I excel, then prevail
The mic is contacted, I attract clientele
My mic check is life or death, breathin' a sniper's breath
It ain't hard to tell, I excel, then prevail
The mic is contacted, I attract clientele
My mic check is life or death, breathin' a sniper's breath
I am lonely lonely lonely
I am lonely lonely in my life
I am lonely lonely lonely
God help me, help me to survive
Remember first time we met
it's loud I'll blow it
If not, into the crowd I'll throw it
Pull out my cordless mic to entertain you well
Before I let go I'ma spark your brain
it's loud I'll blow it
If not, into the crowd I'll throw it
Pull out my cordless mic to entertain you well
Before I let go I'ma spark your brain
It ain't hard to tell
It ain't hard to tell, I excel then prevail
The mic is contacted, I attract clientele
My mic check is life or death,
(Once again, my friend) Long Island
(What the hell do you wanna be when you grow up?)
I wanna be a super emcee
(Well, you're already that) so
to view
Down all the days to 1992
So lonely on this island ever since she set me free.
Breaking out of my isolation
Reaching out with hands across
Aye yo, new lonely island, two thousand eleven,
Let's get 'em Kiv!
Aye yo my dick don't work, that shit is soft as a pillow
My girlie looking
niggaz
The live niggaz, pull a Mac what? Surprise niggaz
Holdin' my mics stiletto like; invitin' these water-head brothers
To get splashed back
the sticks and ride around
There's a man above the mountain top
Wants to go down breath the salt air by the shore
There's a guy on an island, he ain't
the sticks and ride around
There's a man above the mountain top
Wants to go down breath the salt air by the shore
There's a guy on an island, he ain't
Shit I rather be stuck on an island
Rather be by my lonely
I don't know why they been trying
To revert me to the old me
Selfish
Kinda like my last
She make me feel so good
Better than I would by myself or if was with somebody else
You don't under stand she make the people say yeah, yeah
I can
People rejoiced instead of financing
Your preconceived notions were shattered
By these super old white people dancing
[The Lonely Island]
The Big Apple,
on a lonely island
I will find a comfort on a lonely island
I will find a shore for my loneliness
I'm on the road, when I dream
I'm a restless kind, so I
romance)
Heartbreak suzie don't you waste my time
(she have me in a fantasy island)
Come booty by booty by booty by booty by booty by booty by hay!
whaddup to all my thug-lawn, niggaz in plush cars
Rikers Island killers with rug scars, police fuck y'all (Yeah)
Live niggaz, I love y'all for
la)
Oh my God (la, la, la)
Oh my God (la, la, la)
Oh my God (la, la, la)
(La, la, la)
Queens got a
Brooklyn got a
Bronx got a
Staten Island
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