Lyrics:
frustrated, plus waiting for a long time
You both had strong minds
Combined with feelings, she seems appealing
for each other, discreet lover, no longer
is lit the fuck up
With people with relationship issues
Caller number one, you're on the air
Yeah, man, y'all tell me if I'm crazy
Because this
to go...on with the program
Credence, it seems that I've forgotten your name
But it seems that she's done the same
And now something has happened
Suddenly,
soul on him, no consolin' 'em
Go hard or go home on 'em
Conquer the game with a goal on 'em
I'm so bold on 'em
Scold on em when I scroll on 'em
The best
of the Starship TICAL
As I walk in the shadow of death
Sixteen men on a dead man's chest
Your host this evening for H-O-T
N-I-S, you get splashed with the Tec
step into millennium
The name of this one is Judgement Day
No more B.S., can't come out and play
Don't blame me, blame society
Type of chemistry
This is a public service announcement
Sponsored by Just Blaze and the good folks at Roc-A-Fella Records
"Fellow Americans, it is with the utmost
step into the no-man's land
For the longest time lady
I need you darling
Come on set the tone
If you feel you're falling
Won't you let me know, oh
Oh
are my own
Who am I but a man who had dreams
Go to sleep six feet deep
And wake up with a self esteem that's lower than death
Lower than what? Lower
hard, just hope that God be with him
They don't know his vision hazy, he can't tell a friend or foe
Don't care about no cameras if they yell his name, he
and became my choice of a weapon
Helped me channel my aggression
Piano my confessions in the keys of the blessings
Others capping ain't no lying here
Raised by
shake your hand[00:15.89]I'm a Man with manners[00:16.67]I can slip in any girl's pussy[00:18.05]And not lose my balance[00:19.17]I'm mean
with some of These man I be like nah bro I don't Roll with clowns
Now I'm just surfing my deepest Thoughts, but
Same way I can't judge a book by Its
eggs Benedict
Pigs lick shit, rip with words in a bismol energy
It's time I society beats release
Inner breathlessness, outer restlessness
By
garden
A privatized prison
A candle with a broken wick
A puddle that reflects the sun
A piece of paper with my name on it
I'm surrounded
I surrender
All
Tried to hit me with no contact but we still know you a bitch
Swear to God this bitch is broke, she gets her drugs by flashing tits
They see me step out
of a sun God
You know my name, I'm the conqueror
The lion
King, ka maya maya
Come 20 12, come 12 tribes, come 12 strands, come 12 lives
12 steps, 12 months,
when them tricks pass by
I'm that fool next door, always late with his rent
I'm that loser on the couch, watching Springer and getting head
Dreaming
N*gas don't wana get physical hit em with criticals put him in critical uh
These n*ggas broke ts pitiful slide by myself cuz I wana get rid of him uh
I ain't famous
Tell a man don't try and get in my way
'Cos I will put 'em all down
Got big lyrics in containers
Yeah, my name's Eski
I was a young boy
Starin' at the boob tube, turnin' on the big knob
Tryin' to find some life in the waste land
Fin'ly found a program, gonna deal with Mary Jane
Starin' at the boob tube, turnin' on the big knob
Tryin' to find some life in the waste land
Fin'ly found a program, gonna deal with Mary Jane
to keep in step with it
And surprise mc's cause you slept a bit
So wake up, my man cause there's no time for dozin
My thoughts are set, and a rhyme has been
chronically depressed
No joking, no kidding but lately I've been under a lot of stress
Step inside my shoes to find the perfect mess
For a moment I'll feel
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