Lyrics:
She'll feed a cold dish tonight Her white winter eternal Cursed in stone Of the lion's silent roar Icy winter eternal Warmth of springtime Caught in
Y'all some drama queens, for real
It's all good, though
You now tuned in to the biggest ever
YMCMB, Tunechi Lee, Young Angel, Young Lion, man
Y'all
like a psycho white bred hybrid
Ninnies gets plucked from your eye lid
Get that, ya'll better come quick, better come fast
I'ma drop a match in ya gas
To the house of black & white
On the run you try and hide
Hearts racing so alive
Being hunted by a waif
Take a stand, nowhere is safe
Can't remember who you are
through rooms
Of white light
Lie on the ground
Are you sitting down?
Are you sitting down?
Our family's in the background
Where
Does your art come
Scarlett reality coming from a guiding dream
Pestilencial desire
cdoration of the trigger
Irrepressible need of coming back into the white tunnel
Let
the residence
One say him black and the other say he is white
What race got to do with spreading your likkle light
A lion is a lion anyhow you wan check
Since
how to sleep at night
In the lion's den
Forget about the dynamite
And dream of Hubcap Jenny
Shoot `em in black and white
Bring me the prints
and hushing
French kiss
Nevertheless, ooo
I had enough rest, ooo
And I pretend to be your guest
Pretend to be your guest
But still I shine with all my lions
a violin trapped like Daniel's in the Lion's Den
Tryin to pie rce the iron skin of Leviathan
Souls blowin in the violent winds
God help us, if we die
tree
Hermetics /Emerald Hermetics /Hermetics
White eyes of the healing leaf
Clean air of a parabolic entity
Tribal crawlers tear the heart from
the album dropped
White Lexus before I had a deal
Ask Bun B about me
This ain't no snap back, a nigga been trill
By the way, fuck your math
You ain't
Angels and devils before my eyes
The palms of my hands hung by my side
Helpless I watched them destroy and divide
Life in the Empire State...
Cold
a difference between us, what I spit hit arenas
You a drip from my penis, I eat lions and sip hyenas
You number one when it comes to slaughtered mics
I'm
the seas
Her fingers are the fingers of
Baboons up in the trees
And the shapes between us turn into animals
The shapes between us
The lion is your anger
Crooked cops
This whole thing that you seeing
Was predicted by PAC
We tired of banging on these
Doors, it's time to break these locks
So the system
Can't
Performed by Kruger & Tutu
Music & Lyrics written by Matt M Kruger
All rights reserved
I come from Africa,
where the children's hands are always
of because I was scared, too
it circles around you again
zion is closed and lion is sold that I loved
i'll take you into the photograph
imagine a white rose
(Take it FATBOI)
No Ceilings
Uh
Rockstar lifestyle, might not make it
President got 'em in the White house naked
Look at the clock and it says
championship belt so tight
And if I'm wrong, there is no right
And if I'm wrong, there is Snow White
I'm tryna be polite
But you bitches in my hair like
and
Please, remember me
At Halloween
Making fools of all the neighbors
Our faces painted white
By midnight
We'd forgotten one another
And when the morning
Aslan's on the move!
Awaken by the Lion's breath, all those she turned to stone
The witch, Jadis, and those aligned with her engage
But Aslan roars, His
wife-beaters, white t-shirts, white-
I'm the greatest
So you sold 10 million albums, eh? (What?)
Only problem is, you put out 10 million albums, eh? (Haha)
championship belt so tight
And if I'm wrong, there is no right
And if I'm wrong, there is Snow White
I'm tryna be polite
But you bitches in my hair like
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