Lyrics:
and diamond rings (Uh)
This is a fantastic album, man, let me borrow it
They want shiny things, (My niggas) Go bang bang
No, my brother, you got to buy your
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
My brother works at a grocery store
Has faith in god and a quije board
His wife keeps a motel key
In a flask in a purse by d and g
I got a half
Peace and much love my people, I am Minister Server
Right here with the teacher, KRS-One
Album #13, "Keep Right," or you gonna get left
You know
Yo you couldn't see my with a telescope
Words to cancer smoke your antidote
Give me the remote turn them off
I'll let my album melt your ass
inspire the next person, you know, through my music, you know
That's what I recorded this album for
And I just wanna thank cats like Komishner, Awaken In,
This album contains talk of, in no particular order:
Romance, suicidal thoughts, depiction of suicide
Death, violence, self-harm, self-hate
a du rag
If somebody tell me ish I'll put my foot up they ass
I don't play it by the books play it by my own rules
I ain't sticking to the script imma do
the number one album, ou
And I told 'em all I'm excited, ouu
And I told 'em all that they righteous, ouu
All you gotta do is be with Christ (facts!)
Niggas
I swear no lie
You've been there for me since beginning by my side
Who's to decide
never mattered since you were always down to ride
No paradise
Her bigger brother while she know im getting too commas & figueroas rapido
I make residuals back to the family this album the centerfold
Spiritual nigga
a
lower middle class family with only one brother Michael whom I love
dearly. He was five years my senior. My father's nickname was Red which I
could
on that man, who that be?
Timbaland, now haters wanna get at me
Just because we three brothers dippin' in the fly ride
We don't care though, nigga we just
the game taught this brother to mack
But I think I slipped when I saw them full lips covered with Mac
You got everything that others would lack
Along with
I'm dropping jewels to the children
Who got vision
You're a hero
let nobody tell you different.
Got my brothers around
Felt like the motherland
By
blunts cigar scent
I'm by myself and niggas run they mouths like auctions
To streets my brother
Fefe's my brother
And we stay on point like a fucking
I dreamed I thanked Scott Ian for persistence of time
Back when Steve and Eva died that album changed my life
It was a package of pure darkness tied
you let a brother cook
Time works in one direction, I bet Liam knows my pain
All these raps and these hooks got me trapped in a book by Lewis Carroll
I
Covers, videos and all that shit
Fuck you post-Drake-ass cliche-jerking, LA-Slauson rapping
Fuck-nigga-ass Hypebeast niggas, now back to the album
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
on kush
From a bush you'll never touch
Being approached by hoes before
You couldn't fuck
And all they wanna know if you be down
(you be down) if you really
matches
Full linen suit
Next to Lisa Les, some WNBA loot
Slide a few mommies on a plane
Sippin' coladas
Wrote half the album over the
Sands in the Bahamas
large checks
Casue we skiddly-dip-dip-do-dep dip dip for effects
Brothers think I'm dissing, but I'm really on the dicks
Look into my album
Life is reality, reality is life (Sunz of Man album)
Life is reality, reality is life (Sunz of Man album)
Life is reality, reality is life (Sunz
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