Lyrics:
knuckles dawg and I can spit
you reach for my chain and I’m bussin yo sh*t
all of my music comes straight from the heart
lost what I love and I had
music loud, my parents proud
There's not an artist alive drawing a better crowd
Than the Everlasting operator droppin a groove
To make you get up
of today and tomorrow and forever
Mama crying Mama praying
For my bad ways to be changed
6pm in Birmingham barbecue in my garden
Next trip to Miami we
Finesse we rap magically!
Now as tactical illusions create mass confusion,
All youth is diluted by ruthless music pollution!
They dispute it but truth is
to fill this hole in my heart
And I got nowhere to go, when it all falls down
Got nowhere to run, when it all runs out
Drownin' my sorrows with bottles
Too
D-Medi born wit the gift of gab
Stay high, lookin down like aristocrat
Keep my heart so cold wit da wrists to match
Takin over everything, and ya
past 4:00 AM asking God "Why am I worthless"?
I never served no purpose
All of them girls broke my heart when we stopped talking
I wish I could apologize
just tryin to pay rent!
Right now I want to thank ya'll for lettin me vent
And I'ma catch ya next show at the bar gettin bent
Notice I put my heart in
world clean mad for the muck called gold
While high overhead green yellow and red the North Lights swept in bars
Then you've got a hunch what the music
always gonna shine
Just shine
Just fly
Live your life
For the vibes
We get by
When we get high
That's why my love for u will never die
If it dies
with no lists
I'm breakin' they hearts by movin' my lips
She breakin' they hearts by movin' her hips
Got me two broads, Ms. Wesson and Smith
We never
round drugs and triggers
Fearless no retreat we relentless
She think I'm a treat she's intrigued by my enigma
I like a women with a full figure
I am
Pos (peace, how you doin'?)
Oh, yeah, Positive K, yo, I like your music
Hey, boy, watch that style, man, shit's all in
Should I shot it or begin?
give you time to think
Let me puff this Buddha blunt and cut on this porno bump, girl, come lounge
Here by my side tonight you're my devils bride
give you time to think
Let me puff this Buddha blunt and cut on this porno bump, girl, come lounge
Here by my side tonight you're my devils bride
tell that they were playing funny
You think I'm going hard now well wait until my daily duppy
Im going in for the kill call me Tion Wayne
Before I saw
beat down
Huh, how you like me now I get down for my crown
With a fat sound that shakes from the underground
[June Lova]
Bringing ruckus
I found my heart in my children and my mother (my granny)
But this music has been a big part I've discovered
When I stood at the crossroads
Just
as a special guest by special request
And I want to thank my son for loaning me this microphone once again
They may have to wrassle to get it back
You know,
as my lawyer
You could Google me and that ain't ‘cause they my employer
Music for my dreamers, they say I speak they thoughts
Like I chill up in they
And I’m praying they didn’t see us
Cause I knew they was gone bust
(police radio chatter)
Music, lyrics, and performance by Eric Leon Mims.
to
School for theater i took
Four years of my life and
Devoted it to theater
I did that because my passion was
Acting when I started rapping, i
Felt like I
But the gnawing hunger of lonely men for a home and all that it means;
For a fireside far from the cares that are, four walls and a roof above;
But oh!
the picture vivid enough
For the people to feel
As if it's a vision they're
Seeing through my optics
Animosity building, why stop it? (yup)
Man, if I could be
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