Lyrics:
with acoustics
Most of the people complaining don't really do shit
Pull this stick out my bag like I'm finna play pool with it
Keep the heater in case
of the night I live my life in spotify dreams
I'm not aiming for nice things, I need the minimum
Money to my knees and some fine rings
For real I need some
Alright, let's get this one going. They don't know what's up
They don't know what's coming
We like David Blaine in this shit, magically appearing
Listen to me i'm standing like a tree
Bound by my roots to where i want to be in life
Don't give me no strife
I'll stab you with my knife like words
And what we breathe
Somewhere along the way
We lost touch with
The music that lives
In our original creed
To love life
And peace
And the truth
That’s made
the number
What did I have to lose?
cnd the voice said:
"This is the ministry of 1966
We're looking for somebody
To give us back our kicks
We just want
Scattered through my mental
Acoustics in my chamber
Just endanger instrumental
Fundamental rhythms are symbols
Of eternal power get devoured by my infinite
Who I am, who I am
I'm who I am, I'm who I am
This is a drive-by, drive-run Music to me is fun
When it's no longer fun I stop doin' it
Get through with
justice
It's time that we discussed this
I'm disgusted
I don't trust it
What's this
About
New evidence brings doubt
On who took King out
Must have had clout
elevated
Mixtape will be celebrated, I can't leave em devasted
All this money generated, baddies that I've penetrated, flashbacks in life you can't replay It
The movement of this herd
Misled by corrupted shepherds
Promised a life of virtue
Just buy into their lies
Lies
Born from misconception
my sites as I light this blunt for love
Nothing like home cooking
And some fat ass rubs
You got love in your heart
Uh uh ohh
You got love by your side
like Pete Rose
This year, I'm doing big things
Livin' day by day you know life ain't easy as it seems
Advice to my dogs, appreciate the simple things
of "Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness." It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note, insofar as her citizens of color are
If my life had a soundtrack it would be acoustic
With songs about the way I laugh
At my ability to love things that I can't have
If my life were
never ends
Is this a cure for boredom and loneliness?
I wonder if we should take time to get to know each other
Let’s talk together at the bank,
Kubic
pull strings like guitar acoustic
this song sadistic but I’m to be optimistic
this song is specific
I need to stop playing myself
cause you
tryna reach
Amnesty - got me free now I'm living my life like I'm rocky or creed
King of ring and I'm bringing my team
Hit em hooks when we singing
all bread
If we ain't living life, then we all dead
The dollar ain't the creed
If money's what you bleed then
Somebody's gotta free your mind
Can never
They've already died
Inside, but as for the outside
I'll take their fucking heads
I will never be what they
Want me to
I live by my own path in life
Newspaper made your success.
Your face is a peach and your life it’s a mess.
That’s the story - "rags to glory".
And people believe what they say
truant
Lying to the people
Know you want for your doings
Good with this rap talk
I'm kinda speaking fluent
Influenced by cocaine, gats, and my dickies
Life
No talk, no, I have much to say
This is a story that I am tired of keeping in silence
The karmic wheel of life today gives me the chance
And now with
Feel this,
To all those races, colors, and creeds, every man bleeds for the
Countless victims and all their families of
The murdered, tortured
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