Lyrics:
unless it's October
No child left behind, nah no one
I guess we all still stuck in 01
We ain't gone nowhere
My race got their face on the ground out here
Uh, lately I just been keeping all my thoughts to my self
Aye
And it's crazy how they say I can't be living by myself
Aye
And it's crazy how you
be a fool, its Michael back in the booth
Im split, yeah like a personality
Before I Snap back into reality
Better cut em down, like dexter I live by
through
Shovel sound
When I see red, that's when
I get to killing out the blue, ugh
I mix those colors like a potion
Til my hearts purple
You should be
Girl meets boy, boy meets girl
A new love born, together they're gonna change the world
Another two seats on the merry go round
Safe in the arms
Girl meets boy, boy meets girl
A new love born, together they're gonna change the world
Another two seats on the merry go round
Safe in the arms
out tHe Homie in a cell
I know He Hated school
But it's better tHan jail
Gotta tHank God I was saved by tHe bell
Tryna spit bars
I ain't trying to live
the cradle
Cracks in the cradle, cokes in the spoon
Little Boy Blue higher than the moon
Will he, will he want a weapons, will he wanted the wound
I come
(Hit-Boy)
(G. Ry got me)
Look, fuck rap, I'm a street legend
Block love me with a deep reverence
I was birthed in a C-section
Hella cops
the script
That's why you and your boys are adjoined
I'm back with a bang
Back with a backpack like
I'm packed for Japan live cash in my hand
Next year
I ain't
on the highway in a small town
Hanging by the bridge, got something to throw down?
A fridge, a washer, an old TV set
It might seem pathetic but we ain't forty yet
helping ppl fate
If they can't afford it throw sum extra ona plate
If they hunted by the blue free tuition to a state school
Need tha reparations
that
expecting her
And she's got work to do
He helplessly stands by
It's meaningless to try
As he rubs his red-rimmed eyes
He says I've never seen her get
Guide the blue blood, all the humans
Poltergeist, I'm fond of Christ, I'm fond of life, I'm fond of death
I'm fond of half stepping wid the duppy boy
(yeah)
Fuck a ho, won't blow a bag, you know that ho is nasty (yeah)
Bitch, I live a savage life, and bitch, I'm livin' lavish (yeah)
I'm a hot boy
Light blue eyes
Like the summer skies
And small town dreams become small town lies
And country boys, stay country side
Drinkin shitty beer for a shitty
from some streams
Missing in action I don't wanna be seen
Vibes all live 1 by 1 let the MCs speak
Critique the technique
Mortal words that live through
the bones
You'll be Home Alone just like that little white boy
Master Eyce is on the way and live from New York
I'm catching wreck on a Saturday
Live from
hoping that somebody gets me
Hoping that somebody gets me
I'm smiling like everything's gravy
Really I'm screaming come help me
They say that boy fulla
I'm afraid you're my laugh
At my struggles and my pain, my joy and everything that I delight in boy
Yeah, I know I need to change before I end up in
teeth
Hate being sober, man I live like Keef
Gotta sip that lean, gotta smoke that tree
I ain't patient for the cash so you better keep it brief
That's
As we spring back to the past, it was all happening fast
We glorified coke and smoking crack in a glass
When b-boys danced to the latest jam
You could
No need for prescriptions
These boys on a mission
Y'all be tenants, Y'all need an eviction
I'm on my prophetic
And that's my prediction
Y'all leave
olive oils
Company Flow fuck please
Bitch put away the fucking piteous punchlines
Blue Blockers break under the red light, belittled by my
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