Lyrics:
Crosstown traffic
Black to black
You should a seen 'er
Long and winding road to the arena
Crystal ball
I prophesized
What was on the horizon
Crosstown traffic
Black to black
You should a seen 'er
Long and winding road to the arena
Crystal ball
I prophesied
What was on the horizon
that doesn't mean they know where we're headed when its curtains
I've heard that the Qur'an implies we're all Gods
That's something I can agree with,
play that
From In Living color to Martin and Pam sparring
I was shy, so roaming the school halls without a pass or skipping class
Oh, no, I'd rather
only lays here in the back of my mind
I only wish a place like this could be true
This kind of place is known as paradise
Where the sand is soft
and the poor
The story of that old Saint Nicholas
Though he was kind, he was so secretive
But because he was so generous
It lives for evermore
On Christmas Eve
wanted was a getaway
I'ma take a chance by letting a brook slide for what I got in my hands
I can not agree to follow a leader while on the borderline
on earth do I love more sincerely
Than old Virginny, the state where I was born.
Carry me back to old Virginny,
There's where the cotton and the corn
with you again
Now i know our love can win baby bring me back to then
take this chance and we can have this divine
by now tell me oh where oh where is
I live a evil life of sin
Stand on words, if I got you, I got you to the end
So many L's back to back, I just wanna win
So many L's, just wanna win,
Coming up was hard i had a single pair of shoes
Empty refrigerator so i had to make move
I was at my breaking point nigga where the fuck where you
My
Beyond the realm we live right now so feel it
Let this decision be your submission to show
You're ready to pick up the crown
Yeah, I keep on running it
I kept coming back
Maybe not exact
But it was something close
And now it's something closed
No regrets
Plus she opened up the eyes of certain live who
no one believes in me
But I'm gonna change it all to get where I need to be
Tint up the windows, erase all my info
Cause I'm going ghost, I'm going
Tattoos real with "God's Son" across the belly
The boss of rap, you saw me in "Belly" with thoughts like that
To take it back to Africa, I did it with
and I'm kill
Yeah I'm really from the jungle
I was raised by bears 'n' deers
And I still yeah rep Hastings
Black and Gold is how I live
Yeah I do
You know your place and can't be separated no way
I wish that I could change the way of life and what was real
Take reality we live in make it all fake
to the serpentine world where I spit
The world where I twist, the world that I rip, the world where I live
[Bis]
Okay Rip you made your point, I can't out-rap you
to them
That gladness came when you sang
I catch my breath by counting back from ten
I'm back again
Trapped between these waves that I've been traveling
in hashtag Black Lives Matter or Still I Rise
Then you reply all lives matter
Stop trying to divide
Worry about gangsters and black on black crime
Now
this frown and she needed space
I asked her if she's alright, she's said that it's okay
I knew that she was lying I could tell by the tears gone down her
a gangsta, that's what they say
But on the real homeboy I just had a bad day
Ten interviews, no call backs
PO askin' me where my job at
I'm an ex-con
Waking from forgotten dreams
I took my bike from where it leans
And cycled to a place that's warm
Not far from where I was born
The trees were heavy
made my decision
Now I got to live with it
Baby let’s start over
We can’t go back
Let’s start over
We can’t go back
Let’s start over
Come on bae you know
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