Lyrics:
mind
Writing with these lyrics that I find
Coming with these words that link rhymes
I think not when it comes to this
End of the album, finish this
I
Thought to myself I gotta make it happen
I can't end end up another random dude rapping
My style ain't similar to what's in fashion
Never spit about
into the deep end
By unpopular demand
But what I been through’s what I wrote through
I cuss, fuss, but courteous as fuck when I approach you
This album's
It's by confession that you walk with a limp
It's in depression when you long for a win
I find the tension 'tween it's dark and it's dim
What greater
tonight
Cause we are the stars in our tree
And I'm so glad to see you again
surrounded by my family and friends
I wish tonight would never end
I
the sky, so nothing gets to my head
The universe is my A&R, by the time I fall off, I'll probably dead
It's been a long time since those mountain pipe dreams
hang it up
Go somewhere and hang up some 50 posters, PUNK
You speak too late, y'all prolly gon' go up to them awards
and get yo' ass whooped by B2K
I
and the dead ends
That I expressed in Gods Pentagram but do not question it
If I meant it
I was talking about a girl and I wish I never did it I'll admit it
What
First a bass, a snare
A little cut over there
I add my name K-R-S
And the shit becomes fresh
I ask Moe and ICU for their thoughts
Lay it down
to Hussle
But Thibs Told me that
This gift we got is really like a Muscle
123
Back to the Negro Show
Umm Well There you have it
That is the end of the album
us some of the rumors that have emerged since the release
Of that album, and some of the things you've been through
[Lil' Rob]
Well let me put it like
like I'm motherfucking Zimmerman
Turn around and lose pounds like I'm fucking Timbaland
And by pounds I mean, give it till he cop brick like a wall
motherfucker for long
At the end of it you know we both were wrong
But I love to play the blame game, I love you more
Let's play the blame game for sure
I'm posted in the A
My chevy sittin low, my phantom ridin high
Them A's go up every time I ride by
Shawty whats up, I'm the shit
Yea you can do it, but
One mental block lead to another, shit it's dominos
Mixtape Sean, but I'm in album mode, ooh
She give me praise, I love her angel face
Ass so fat she
at the door[00:42.67]And you are not gonna be positive exactly what will happen as you open up that bitch[00:46.64]And as you tend to play it over in the back of your mind
deep in a ringer (Fuck it)
'cos some man are bants
So I couldn't be full of this shit
Yeah I went out of a minger (Fuck it)
No long ting, man I bang till
was scraping ends together so I'd have me a dime
Label heads and A&R's always got the best of me
Smile say that's dope then get the fool that's next
the best
Therefore, hard to tell
You dropped me off by the dungeon
Never came in, but I knew that you were wondering
Now are these niggas in this house
Never been a fluke, man, I came and timed it
Mandem are shook, better watch the throne now
And if you can't see me, look behind it, pussy
Yeah
Scary
[ea-ski]
Its kinda funny niggaz running up
Trying to show me much love
Cause a motherfucker just dropped an album
Now they wanna kiss ass
But hold up
and just thrown out
Of your house by an angry
Spousе that caught you cheating
Got you feeding all on the bus
Get on thе bus and try to get puss
It’s not me,
on this
We didn't get here on accident
Don't make me bring out them racks again
Your two best friends are some savages
Damn, how many days has it been?
Relaxation, contemplation,
It's an uncontrebilization
We got it, just be patient,
we modern, not ancient
The end of the album? Damn, that's deep
You know it's
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