Lyrics:
my last album flopped
Two, it wasn't my time
Three, my fuckin' mama's selling my pajamas online
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
But guess what?
(I'm whiskey
wrote this one on Sunday with no sun rays
Under a grey and blue sky thinking one thing
Be a king by the time that the sun came
Now I rhyme while it shines
watching my back
Blood on the whip clutching a strap
Try it and walk up and see if it's cap
Ain't know you before the album you ain't getting dap.
Finna
'em pee
Fuck a boss I get fired, no thing to me
I keep grinding y'all watch how I became to king
Shoutout Sky, J. Jemeil and my nigga King
Kritical,
my own universe, don't disrespect by comparing me to stars.
Rap king and god
Niggas always wanna talk wins, but get quiet when we bringing up a loss
number one
I felt like writing another, an album
All this came about, no problem
Need it now need it good need it fast no problem
Global is my image and I
RELENTLESS!
Album done, so now It’s a Wrap!
Another genre that takes me back
Bear with my accent, I have no choice
Wish I could sound like Melle Mel,
all mine
It was my version of the blues, dropping out schools
The crack epidemic had rap representing the rules
So I got in them shoes, tried 'em, wore
Lord thank you for this day
I hope my life will be a high way
This I pray
As I lay in light
I notice the sky's blue
I hope to be right
And always
to the County with no motherfuckin' bail
4800 with this Crippin', oh well
My big homie Boy Blue snatched me by my coattail
He said trip Dogg, ya better get right,
Straight to the County with no motherfuckin' bail
4800 with this Crippin', oh well
My big homie Boy Blue snatched me by my coattail
He said trip Dogg, ya
surrounded by blue
Happy tears are falling down my cheek when I'm with you
I'm dyeing, my hair blue for self-confidence, it is true
Even this album is blue
I
From the 12 inch single "Nineteen" by Phil Lynott with bonus Thin Lizzy track
Also appeared on the live Thin Lizzy album BBC Radio One Live In
Blue collar on
Illusive path melodies misconstrued
Beautiful like sapphire blue
Bombay liquor prolly ease my mood
All these jewels I found in my Blues
I could outwrite you with my hands behind my back
I could outsing you I just got it like that
I just been waiting for right time to attack
Watch
number for the souls under the heavens
Because I disrespected reverend confessions of my presence
Life lessons with a message, protracted by the most high
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
(Dramatic nigga)
Let's just compare the rap game to the jungle
When we come through (17)
I'm poundin' on my chest like King Kong (ayy, ayy,
take more than a bullet in the heart to hold me back
Blushin' in this 40 ounce, lettin' the ink from my pen bleed
'Cause Martin Luther King had
"We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show, and then I leave without
try to tell them, "We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no-one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show,
to tell them, "We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no-one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show, and then I
by the system and old blue suit
Minimum wage or a cage
Hands up and they shoot
What’s wrong
Can u tell me
Cuz I bleed like you
Only difference is my
album up here by the bay
Long Island blues, don't take me away
Damn I'm too young to feel this way
But I need the fame, send it this way
I have millions
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