Lyrics:
a song? Wouldn't even smoke no bud with ya (haha)
I was screamin' "So Icy" and was a neighborhood nigga (brr)
This AR is my back up 'cause I don't need
games...
As if we've got casinos and arcades
Key to success but we've got them barricades on our gates
Liquor shops, I went inside and then I bought
This is architect music
Verbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed
I ran through the tunnel
Terrorize speed
That's when
laughing
On 83, by 82, would've been 81
In the 80's they made money by hustling anyone
79 flows, got 78 more
I think I got around 77 songs that I wrote
It's
of the day
For them it's just a lue la lay
We have done all the good that we know should
Spread a little love in the neighborhood
Buju done that, I and I
a malayan to nobody
You are interested in
What I am
On the fire
I burn you
Piraton
I am lunatic Illuminatico
In my neighborhood
They say that I'm a psycho
diver?, socializer, I've been rockin'
these motherfuckin' microphones since nineteen seventy-niner,
and by the time that this little nappy head nigga retire
Grinding my time on assignments I'm writing confined to asylums excited to go
Likable psycho ignitable fire flow viable rival arrive on a vital note
I don't
the crack of dawn and
I give myself a, stretch up, a morning yawn and
See I'm a pawn in this neighborhood chess game
Move one step at a time, long
I question the worth of a torch when the fire is out
They asking me do I got drive I got enough to run you over vehicular homicide just to tire you
thought that war was a sickness?
I'm a son of it, fucked up from it
Casualty of my family 'cause of it
We dare to dream, or live to die
Reunited by
Feeding on the fires
Dreams transport desires
Drive you when you're down
Dreams transport the ones
Who need to get out of town
The boy walks with
Early morning inspiration sponsored by sativa
Early morning crastinating brought it from my tention spanning
Topics i can't never land on i had kept
under
From an undetected universe that needs to be discovered
Old pubs and taverns, tunnels linked in tandem
Seeking urban caverns that forever been
flip rhymes in quick time
From paper to the label where they’re favoring to get signed
You know, at open mics I'd roll the dice
So enticed by the glowing
I am waitin' 'til I don't know when
'Cause I'm sure it's gonna happen then
Time keeps creepin' through the neighborhood
Killing old folks, wakin'
parked on 3rd street by Gate house
Where the fire at
Come round thinking shit sweet
Try to take something
Don't try that
Six pack had the Pyrex
My cousin
made them little costumes
I made a fire department made of little squirrels in fireman costumes
A police force of possums, and
A flock of seagulls
the chamber where my heart stay
An iced out art cave
Pay to play the game like an arcade
Better know the name R A Y N K
Not known, how I kill it
Like a Sun God
the chamber where my heart stay
An iced out art cave
Pay to play the game like an arcade
Better know the name R A Y N K
Not known, how I kill it
Like a Sun God
chillin' with the army
They wanna holla on fire, well that's what they all say
But I'm a problem from the garden to Barclay's
I'm not fazed by your toxic
live in, is beautiful Brooklyn
Long as I live here believe I'm on fire hey
'cause it's the be-the-are-the-O-the-O-K
L-why-N is the place where I stay
on my luck
I'm still writing up fire lyrics good vibes
They'll know
Tunnel vision I won't slow down
Break ground my sound still growing
Oh nooo
When I
Ruby with that heat, boy
I never noticed the light, until you're inside the tunnel
I never look to the sky, until I sink to the bottom
So I just tell
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