Lyrics:
or say
Can give you peace my friend
I hope you see the truth
More clearly than I do
I hope the answer comes at last
The sun that dawns on you
I see
Look at the madness
All of this was, caused by passion
I should've gave up, but I wouldn't let it happen
I don't know what it was
But I was trapped
that shot to keep the block on pop
And can pop, more chickens than K-F-C
Lay down organize crime be my d-o-g
Chorus (2x)
Steady Mobbin' #2:
I need
the words that I'm rhyming
With the peculiar timing, or friends by proximity
I have friends who spend in loud numbers
I have friends who depend on cloud
Sermon:
This is Erick Sermon one of God's children of billions
With more Hype than Williams
Maintain millions so when the world get close
fears
I done gained more talent combined Than all my peers, talk to me
Wasn't that you who dissed the New York Times?
So you really write 100% of your
on by a thread
I just need some space to breathe
Time always escapes me, friends begin to hate me
Late for whatever we had planned
I tell them that I'm
an astronaut
I am always optimistic about human relations
I got more friends than my man Peter Gatien
We're always fun loving, so don't start bugging
If your
We’ve never been with each other
You’re more like a brother
More than a friend, more than a friend, more than a friend
I could pretend we were lovers
These northwest winters keep getting colder by the year
and I don't think that I can handle spending
one more night in this cold bed alone
You're
Every verse is written as proof
See my testament get booked for an Appointment, i drew
Up conclusions quicker than wifey Can do
And i drew.. up enough
Eddie got slit in the jugular vein
And Bobby, I miss you more than all the others
And I salute you brother
Vinnie got busted on a narco rap
He beat
hurt my good friends
And oooh you've heard it all long before
A disappointment and a beer and you...
You wouldn't ask me for more
Well I'm sorry I
night
Held each other hand
She really made me feel all right
This could be more than friends
I just can't stop this feeling that I'm feeling
I'm feeling
If you want to live my life my friend
You're gonna have to pay my rent
You convince me just a little more
By giving me your focus, hey
Change
the microphone and started to sing my song
My young homeboy heard me rap
And said he had way more freaks than that
So I told him like this, they might be
dabbing slabbing and riding on spokes
Nothings more true to me than the words i just spoke
Energy surrounding worth more than silver and gold
Soak up things
Brand new truck, butter soft seat
Four point something with a low ride something
Ain't nothing better than to ride out the hood with it
Who
I had to do
Though I saw with through without exemption
I planned each chartered course
Each careful step along the by-way
And more much more than
some riddles
Tryna get more and give more than a little
What's the rhythm? And the vibe?
I wish women could come with directions
Ain't gotta be so shy
be like
Walking a tight rope
So instead we let the balance beam
Now that we
Got this thing by the mic yo
It’s time to push back fallacies
How yo dreams
In this deep, dark world my friend
You alone are the fire
'Till the day you meet your end
You'll be plagued by desire
If today was judgment day,
also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do
They're really saying I love you.
I hear babies crying, I
rattle and roll thick
Thicker than your blunt cos yo I be's the Brooklyn trooper
and I got more spunk than that punk from Punky Brewster
Bust the lingo
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