Lyrics:
me in ice
Suicide world, suicide world
I don't wanna see the tears running down my momma eyes
Suicide world, suicide world
If im gon go, its got be by
The aroma of beans, fills up the space (space)
I watch the people pass by, lost in their own thoughts
As I jot down my dreams, in a notebook that I brought
(Verse 1)
Everyone wants up, none wants down,
Cruel reality where the rich wear the crown.
In the world's rat race, a dog's tail we chase,
Rich
it down
And you can't call me trash when you ain't rhyme in your own sound
I'm deaf in my left ear I ain't hear shit
You got your advantage right now
aura back
I used to be so fucking confident
But these days, I swear that-"
I don't know my self
I don't know myself no more
It's 3:30 Lesley was
Fresh off the Garden picked by my mama
You rappers getting rotten you need some manure
I dont wear designer clothes Im comfy in Pyjamas
I dont really
This is
My world
In my head Mercury
Mercury oh
When you're high like this it's all swings and roundabouts
Took three puffs to forget what I was sad about
acoustics
an my lyrical schemes Is like a chemical solution
I'm a guillotine for riddims, Homicide producer
Deadly I'm Yakuza ,
wid a brain like I'm
As a physical world creates a spiritual haze
Blinded by distractions
Lost in matterless affairs
Reaching through the darkness
Trusting You will meet me
of mischief
[xzibit]
All that get money take money sound funny
So I stick to my own I can feel it in my bones
These clones and clowns ain't really down
Play
really want a mic stand (yeah yeah)
To improve my acoustics (yeah yeah)
Gotta order coming in on a Tuesday (yeah yeah)
Soon I’ll be singing Carole’s
been counting this precursor to my verse?
When I was down in the basement sound had found placement
I reworked my ideas to allow profound changes
been counting this precursor to my verse?
When I was down in the basement sound had found placement
I reworked my ideas to allow profound changes
indicted even
had to start a riot to be heard I'm excited that's my word
on my mama Lord strike me down if I'm lying I'm
dedicated my soul to stop these
[Shoota Ringz]
I'll give you the world, nothing more to say
I'm good at breaking doors down, nothing in my way
You want it? then it's yours now, I've
Grabbed that bitch by her hair
Drug her across the ground
And took her up to the highest diving board and tossed her down
Sorry coach, its too late
use my brains when I'm ("drivin' round")
Step in the car and go
Round down by your lady and I
Be waiting at the door
We bout to go ("drivin'
scientifical, far from typical
My rap style, is dy-no-mite
It make you want to be like the E Double, and not like Mike
Yo, bust my acoustics, spling
down, heavenly guarded by hollow tip slug
Then crack down, on wannabe thugs adapt to gat sound
And bow down, slow the fuck up, see how my foul now
soft like Winnie The Pooh Bear
Knock knock at the door I wonder who there
Is it 2019? Is it Lucky Dube?
Pick a place in the world, ja I can move there
Puttin fingerprints on my bicycle
Walkin up to have a drink at the club ?there is? three Irish chicks
Lookin at me like I'm sick
Walkin by chin-chins I
copies of your kitten with my chin in between
Then I'll take you to the window so the world can see
Baby I'm down on my knees let your world be free
Rollin' down the strip on Vogues
Comin' up, slammin' Cadillac doors
Me and you
Your mama and your cousin too
Rollin' down the strip on Vogues
Comin'
ain't have shit, tell me who's the one that ride
We gon' ride ride though, you can call me Mr. Murda-mo
Get ?, burn the whole store down all by myself
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