Lyrics:
is multidimensional
These frequencies are directional
cs we ascend
It's all a blur
But I will not be deferred.
cscend
I'm chasing time till the end
the fuck you want.
I admit I was a pessimist, but all this shit is excellent! The evidence is evident. I thought you were malevolent.
I told you that my
vision blurry
Those are words by the women that birthed me, let them take the sauce
Me, I'm takin' off, I had to take it all or take the fall
I had to take
Lord, it's your son
I'm all alone
I know you're on the throne
No matter what they throw
Smile in your face
Trynna take your place
Hearts are full of hate
Blue dust on the table when my mom call
Tryna tell her I'm a good son, nah, not at all
Just bought a couple scripts, but fuck it we ball
Might just
what is wrong and what is right
What is wrong and what is right, ey
The gates are gettin' rusty, as we sail into the dark
The stars were out
Here you lay in darkness, all by yourself
Retreating from the life, which you live
Days ago it made me sad to think that everything wouldn't be ok
this shit, so, I bones the hell out
And roll with the pack of wicked motherfuckers
No shorts are taken, we're down black brothers
A little nigga with no
I'm from where them young niggas ain't scared of nothing
10 years ago drinking tussy
Nutting off all in public
Drive-bys in broad daylight its
and I'm gon' let the whole world know the very true feelings
that i have for you girl. Reminiscin thinkin of the times that we shared.
Remember when we
Got the beat by powers and we just made a banger
Uh
Bitch, who want smoke? (What?)
Hopin' it's a yes but niggas always sayin' no (word)
Hopin'
till his thirst
for college girls is satisfied
standing there with ego
proudly on tip-toe
all the time i'm thinking
well, well, here we go
inside
Chorus
I hear the rain fall softly on the ground
My eyes are scratchy, my mind spins around
Must be I was the one
You couldn’t do this to your son
that
Ain't come into fold
'Til they went too far and they
Had already done sold they soul
It’s all gangster shit they're doin' from the
Top down
a nigga lean off the opium
You Ethiopian
Willie niggas, yeah we scopin 'em, and ropin 'em
Do a nigga Rosewood style
Hangin' by his weak picture, callin' his
went dumb on donda Karen
Got the pair of suickos and the vanson
Sweet sweet lady see her dancing
All because of you I took these chances
All because
Celine
My bitches are mean, they here as a team
Got triple the beams, put em right to your head
Go all night 'til you're dead, you can fight with this lead
a soft ground corrupted by heroes
A man with a rope
Who blackmailed the wild horse
We bring you all together to make it right
Sons of the bounty
used to
Keep quiet, cause Kid Capri is teachin this
Sure you think I slept, but only if
We can conclude this matter
But your last feelings will still be
the souls they scream
They are longing to be free
I want to know what goes on in the church when I'm not there
Another burden for the righteous that I'm
face judgement in the end
And He proved all He said by raising from the dead
This was no deception as some have said
Jesus Christ the victor, raised
Loneliness was all she knew,
Because of her God sent beauty.
Evil and carnage were sure to ensure,
Her death was Conchobars duty.
The high king
the lie to return from which we came
The serpent's light has you mesmerized again
When faith decides suicide at heaven's whim
Believe the lie, you are
[Verso 1]
We are the murder, el MC que con líneas los acaba
Saca la pieza trascendental como Áfrika Bambaataa (Nigga)
Ya se los dije que mejor no
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