Lyrics:
eventually ceases to
Be controlled by a fear of what
Life can bring - James Baldwin
For well over a year 50 Cent
Had been working on what
Was meant to be hist
Well, I've been known to write a few songs
Lovin' and leavin' and gettin' too stoned
Bottle and a pistol by my side
The devil's always along for
phenomenal
Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal
Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars
And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes
Excellence is
instrumental by: G.U.S. - “22ndCentury”
written by: R.PsYCh WiTtiD
HOOK
OOOOOHHH RAH
[RAH RAH RAH]
ITS DOOO
OR DIE [DIE DIE DIE]
WE ARE THE FEW
[I SAID]
WE
darling,
When you needed me by your side,
But when I was gone and you were home all alone,
Why did you have to run and hide?
[Chorus:]
Few and far between
I doubt you've ever heard of him, but this dude, Boyd's amazing
He's probably about to replace a few people on your playlist
He's actually making
here
I'm hanging by a thread
11/29 passed 32 is dead
I'll run this back for fun
My wife just had our son
The 42 hour long labour and trauma it brung
It
If I said it Imma stand on it
Find a new way then I put my mans on it
Started rap at nineteen I never planned on it
Now it cost a few grand to put my
thanks Oh, I rhyme born with the roof back, jeans for the few stacks Check them, so I'm a riso baby, let's go I was raised by the work at Timbuck's
my rage and violence
In time I learned a few lessons, never fall for riches
Apologizes to my true sisters; far from bitches
Help me raise my black
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
hard for
Luca Brasi nigga
It's a few wrong ways and they don't make a right
You can do both ways, ignorin' wrong and the right
New boyfriend whom
All my niggas millionaires it ain't just one
Have a few chains on, I don't have but one
Bought a few houses and I never sleep at one
And I can
Fuck wit me
Use a few favors
Take the good with the bad cause Im Dual-Natured
And if they take a King today just promise me
You'll keep my treasures from
a trapstar
Learned how to double it back hard
Check up the score card
Up by a few ima diehard
Just check out the goyard
Back on the road
Don't got time for no
I'm down for you
Like you down for me
I'm your biggest fan
Take time for a vacate
Spend a few of these bands
Forever 100
That's the way it
[Grym Reaper]
Ghettos are becomin lost
Shorties is outta they minds
If not for the courage of a chosen few
They stay dumb deaf and blind
Yo caught
I'm the one that writes songs for the weak
The ones who battle cause they can't fucking speak
The struggling few that grow up rock with absolutely
Bio EJ don't forget the 8
Got a few stories I can tell you
I can tell you
I got a few stories I can tell you
A few stories I can't tell you
Answers
me by the ham
And no good no evil, no give-a-damn
Ram balam balam bam damn damn
Ram balam balam bam damn damn
Ram balam balam bam damn damn
Ram
wrong and not
Good for my health, no
I got a few heartbreaks tucked
Up under my belt i'm not proud of that
Wishing I could take it back
Taking drugs
my rage and violence
In time I learned a few lessons, never fall for riches
Apologizes to my true sisters; far from bitches
Help me raise my black
Been waiting all my life
For something to happen
But what am I looking for?
I don't even know
Life's slowly passing by
And I don't want to miss out
G.I.s dressed with automatic rifles and fully armed for battle, fanned out on maneuvers through the woods, backed up by a dozen Blackhawk attack
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