Lyrics:
a legend?
I just got ten number one albums, maybe now eleven
More hits than a "Now! Eleven"
That is no reason to treat me like I'm somehow from outta
was thinking of dipping restriction and
I wanted to drop out and work my shifts in this curriculum
By the end of Year 10, all I needed was the simple
and ten from the Washington 28-yard line, play action fake, Sampson remains in the pocket, Lindstrom breaks through the O-Line, Sampsons got nowhere to go,
R.I.P. Ty-Ro may he rest in peace
He died 9 years ago when his album released
I'm not sure anybody heard it when it hit the streets
It had a cute
Flawless Victory
Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)
1st Verse
I’m helping you committing suicide I’ll be
History looks back
A lot of people who shook the earth
Who's at the top of the stack
A penny-less man, peculiar birth
Crazy thing is
We're looking
Hopped in the Granada, he's impressed by the beat I got
His name is "hay-zoos" but his pimp name is "gee-zus"
Slapped a hoe to pieces with his plastic
The doctor came back and said, "We're gon' release him"
That's the same thing in my first deal the label head said
Same as the judge after 365 days in jail
and a pipe
Or a bike and a spinner, a weapon and some transport, for my little nigga
Posted Destiny up on her b-day, and got blocked by bare silly hoes
But
dripping with
Russ just said "gimme a minute"
In an year we hitting different
Even then we still gone kill it
Ha
What you think am joking bro
Way that av
finally got my mind straight
Traded in the Prozac for a dime bag, and a mixtape
By the end of 10th grade, Poppi had finally up and left
I stepped out of her
I was seven years old at my grandparents' breakfast table
It was ten o'clock in the morning and I was having a bowl of cereal
And my grandfather
the first time in 2009 at O’kelly
Hotboxing in the middle bathroom of the dorm, Carolina weed was so smelly
Then head to the common area after we got
They
'boutta hit this muhfuckin' album
(Oh oh-Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah, whoa)
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah
I done seen a lot of things, yeah yeah
Nowadays, sit
call it
Can't pretend to know whack shit
Turn my back on it like a friend that stole
Been in the game ten years, I got ten to go
It's the prince
Faithfully as G-O-D watchin over we
Created we so I satnd in my God Body
Hardly moved by those crews that try to charge me falsely
It won't be the first time
the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You see, I'm six foot one, and I'm
stunts, and drinkin' brew
For the criminal acts done by criminal crews
(2X) ‘Father forgive them for they know not what they do'
For disregarding what is
a life that’s so fantastically outside
of what one thinks of as reality
I learned to play guitar
ten years before I learned to change the strings
I wished
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
and all my niggas
South side, One Direction
Tens and tens and tens and tens
Got lens that make direction
Flow to my location
Lowkey I'm in Cali just
Deep, Q-Tip, Ali Shahid, keep bouncing
Nas released two EPs and like three albums
In three years, King's Disease brought the beast out of him
Eric
in the game doing it like me
I’m surrounded by history
A legend in the making
K-Rino said homie that it’s
Mine for the taking
Can’t mess with
the atlas
Been back and even bent backwards
Now I got it mastered, for ten-thousand hours
And every minute after, it's another chapter
Forty seven laws
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