Lyrics:
[Featuring Johnny P]
Verse One: Belo
Since I'm 'Lo let me flex this
If there's somethin on yo' mind recline and check this
Song
The gypsy woman told my mother
Before I was born
I got a boy child's comin'
He's gonna be a son of a gun
He gonna make pretty women's
Jump
home
not better or worse
we'll go back to the earth
but you say i was born to burn
born to burn
condemn the innocent by your judgements
born to burn,
not miss
Born wit a soul, was born wit a gift
Go til I'm dead, tales from the crypt
Born wit a soul, was born wit a gift
Go til I'm dead, tales from
like it's chess
Johnny you'll fail if you test
Show all my dogs
For them n***** give it all
Wonder which was Ima go
I can be the GOAT there's a beast
daily on paper plates
Falling backwards into yesterday
Why do I feel so torn
Between here and the city where I was born
Opposite sides of the same door
My
right and pray you take me through
And with this song I dedicate to you, my Lord
Lord, you mean the world to me
Before I was born you chose me
You
the funk
Yea I’m gon die and revive
Cuz I was born with the funk
By the way
I think I got time today
All y’all tryna ride a wave
I live right beside a lake
what they say know they wait on my demise
Leo let 'em know I was born for this life
Been stuck up in the dark I'mma break out to the light
Through
at work
So we could have a stable life
And when my son was born
I had to work even harder
Before I knew it my wife was giving birth to my daughter
Went
a toke
I keep cheese and dope
Johnny Kane, not no joke
I'm not Waka, oh let's do it
She my driver, have to screw it
Y'all niggas really be some losers
My
Johnny's room mama
Standing right there by his bed
With my hands around his throat mama
Wishing both of us were dead
You think I'm psycho don't you
I'm gettin' assets, collect ass bets, squat by your address
I come to kick it wit' you, walk beans stickin wit' you
Why try to hide from accomplice
you really wanted to be us
Where the fuck was you when I was pouring up
The dirty by the leader
Rock the boat like aaaliyah
Serving niggas like fima
'm twenty dollars from bein dead ass
I'm bout to spend half on a bag to get my head blast
Last week I lost to justice cycle, born
And spawned a riff
you, too
'Cause I was born to lose straight from the beginning
Hit the dugout because I struck out the first inning
Winning was everything, that's why
Born-A-MC, I was born to rhyme
I was born to write and resight it and express myself
I was born a emcee
I was born to rhyme, I was born to spit to you get it
raised high
I was born to fly
I'm saluted by soldiers who fight my wars
Protested by others for the things that I stand for
I'm respected, I'm humbled,
the hallway
She sacrifices all she got to feed us
When she was alone she cried by the phone peeping out the window heated
But still I didn't see it, mama hid
Murphy's Law
Generation X—will I ever be your ex?
Flaws of a baby step', mauled by the mouth a bit
Pause, put me under stress, crawled under rocks,
(dear lord)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar
(no shit!)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar!
By two o'clock,
the demons are
Jesus Christ heeded advice and
Followed the bleeding star
I told shorty to take me
Where the cathedrals are
All of y'all are phony yeah you're
you tell me why you're in this business?
I wanted to be a ballet dancer, what else?
The light, by the way, is a very funny color
Do you have anything
closes up our eyes
Why sleep when we can watch the sun a-rise
We were meant to see the beginning of the day
I believe it was planned to lift us this
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