Lyrics:
A boy is born in hard time Mississippi
Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong
spit
Something like the grammar badge
Boy, you a loser
Hoes don't want yo standard-ass
One of one, boy
That's the inner-GOAT speaking
Took the soul right
never thought that hip-hop would
Takе it this far
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhymе tight
Time to get paid
Blow up like the World Trade
Born sinner,
Through the years
I've heard the city cry
Somehow I always hoped
you'd make it right
Today I watched
that hope catch fire
Don't ask me now
to sit
loyalty, shameless the army
Running through mines, I'm tweaking all the time
Step, right foot firm he planted
They wanted war, its a bet I'ma blam it
Moving
moves, y'all felines
I left my morals along with my pride
By my age I should know wrong from right
But what if trapping becomes legalized
And I become
on the sand,
I look, can't see their faces yet
I love her deeply even though we haven't yet met
My future's far from set
At times I forget to live for here
Check it out
This is my shit fo real
Its gunna be off tha hook
Peep this out
The Kon Artist nigga
[Kon Artist]
The Kon Artist born liar
Lie to your
A boy is born in hard time Mississippi
Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong
niggas, what? Can't stop the willy
Cops harassin', niggas blastin' while the day's passin'
Time for action, cock the mac, what a satisfaction
Shoot
and booze 麻痺你味覺
難怪生活沒了酸甜苦辣
I got nine lives (Cat eye)
我用掉了five (My oh my)
By chasing that high
到心跳跑一拍(忍耐)
I said babe, that's life
He got me roses in purple
From the get go I have known
From the get go I've known
You're living in your prime so you know it's time to shine
No regrets you'll find if you go
And so the time has come
To fight for right or wrong
There is no one
To save us from ourselves
Along the traveled road
A story will unfold
was born and raised
To live and die in the Bay
This Cali game you can't stop it
Pocket full of profits
Haters try to knock it as were
Poppin' out some
tha Bone'd grown some.
Buckaz gon' keep it right, just home,
And searchin' wit' they hustlin', (no matter.)
Same time, see tha Bone,
They done have
though I was born to die
It's been a long time since a bomb dropped from the expansive Norfolk sky
I was listening to the radio and the talk was all
As we transmit live here from the White House
At this landmark moment in time
Voters have turned up by the millions to decide who gets, um
Verse 1
chills right down my spine
I've lived 10 different lives
I kneel beside your bed
Before I'm born again
I etch your name into my hand
In case we never
the purecy of love
We'll have it like the past
And the grass is for the universe
To thinking we're born way to live down a dream
My love, I suppose this
of his soul Right into your dying corpse Your worthless soul will be disposed Dispossession of your life The God of Death is born again His soul lives
It's one in the same as muscle, you're a great hustler, ya dig?
And you gotta keep it playa all the time, man
You ain't even gotta keep it G
You
I be in it to win it, whipping and whipping
I live in the kitchen, I hang by the stove
Eat with my fingers, I don't need utensils
I eat with my
say this man was the greatest fan
When shoelaces were fat, and all the rapper's faces were black
And light-brown, a box with the right sound was all
think of me fondly dear
If by some unlikely chance
I don't live to see this through
Remember me with a smile
I did all of it for you.
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