Lyrics:
to the treasures within
Iluminated by the Lord of the Dead
The black flaming sun that shows me the true light of understanding
Awaken my inner flame and release my
You wear the face of strength
The armor of a tank
Keep ya' calm in a bomber's brink
Your eyes are another paint
I seen their true colors through
I used to run in a young man's boots
With a young man's heart
And a young man's roots
But now I stand where a young man stood before
I don't run like
or fuck 'em by the deuce (deuce)
I don't fuck with you niggas, you and twelve in cahoots (twelve)
Talk deep for any bitches, mama said they put roots
healing the cracks
Set me on fire, there's no turning back
Humility made me the lion I am
I don't give a fuck how I show up to them
Yeah
Seven years,
seven
I don't finish work till eleven
But fuck it my manager's cool for the second
Love is evil you can tell it
I made lemonade when you gave me these
I'm grinding every day you can call me a barista
Serving that espresso straight up out your Speakers
Give it a couple Of seconds and let that
got Gaudu
Good TT for him, impressive that is true
Nine!
We got a former World champion
Mads Pedersen what a TT by him
Eight!
Is taken by another Dane
at Talib's table
Fab, U.G.K., table seven, let's go, come on
Yo, Beans, Toney said "Good looking on that haze"
Commercial, come on, let's go, guys...
and don't get stuck
Okay
By the way, that's me on the organ
Aw, Jeez
You start
Okay
On the first day of Christmas
My true love gave to me, a beer
it and did it
Raise a power fist
24/7 just look where I was at
They fueled by cowardice and called us
Powerless and proud of it sucka shit
We gon' keep
wit dem niggas gone slyde
If you a real one, show em' you a ride
Aye where dat sucka going?
Nah, he can't hide
Had to look up for a second
Yeah I had
feel alone
When a heavy glow
Make your fears come true
Turn the world against you
Please, show me it
How that heavy glow
Made me lose you
In a second
club, shoot, stab, sell crack
Straight like that
We eat, sleep, shit street life
Straight like that
We get knocked by the same ?
Straight like that
around the car
By some midgets in the parking lot
I'm on acid
Hey, is that midget coming over here?
Eating doritos through a tree
A million spiders after
these bitches they do anything for a dollar
I Saw their true face and I saw their true colors
Hakuna matata I got no worries
Money come in clean
at the root of all of my new insecurities
I've been pigeon held
I grew up around the corner from hell
Summer time I remember watching niggas run from the cops
Said grandma, can I get a scratch off?
Just to show that I inherited your gambling ways
Said grandma, can I get a scratch off?
Please, buy me a lucky
a second with the right kind of money
Life in the west we, obsessed by money
Mind how you worship, you can't be blessed by money
I do the best with all my
a second with the right kind of money
Life in the west we, obsessed by money
Mind how you worship, you can't be blessed by money
I do the best with all my
the light
Genius ain't measured by some school district marks
Baby go head, show the universe a champion
The 144000? It can't be them!
Young mastered
'Nuff Class
So To Prove To Ya All That We're Second To None
We're Gonna Make Five MCs Sounds Like One
Ya Gotta Dip Dip Dive, So So Socialize
Clean Out
I'm back, did anyone miss me?
They said a second record could be tricky
Well that's kind of funny 'cause I am not tripping
My fans, they know what
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
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