Lyrics:
full of packets of the green rockets
I'll tell you story about life on the street
I lose my paper I'm your smooth reaper
Shawty this story is so deeper
cold
Gotta stay brazy
Readin my books
Yeah
I gotta get smart
You can tell by these lyrics
They call me an author
I like the way she move
Girl top ten
towards you
You look at me enigmatically
I tell to you my truth
You understood nothing
And you walked away from me
I ran out looking for you
But you
Look, uh, 5 years done gone by
Lotta dying tears the boy cried
Tryna make a way when I lost mine
Everything was good when it wasn't no more
Had
Well you look so cute in your Levis suit
Struttin' down Collins Street
With your Pucci shoes and your faded blues
Honey you look so neat
You
I am the Shadow Warrior from Creation!
And I stand amidst the flames with my sword in my hand
Chanting down the hypocrites by popular demand
You
Shrouded in your quilt and you will see
Truth in me so fucking say something
We could just lie here like two corpses
Side by side buried in this bed
With
be actin sweet, claimin they packin heat
Get a rugged peek and wanna talk about the street
You niggas ain't livin trife
And rappers that's claimin
to a ?starts? crusifiction
Camouflaged for the mission use your third eye
To see the Israelite detect those who tell lies
I see you magnified I blend with
a faggot that got a pap smear
The crooked truth rap sensation, I ain't to be fucked with
You better off practicin masturbation
Line after line I bring
right now
I swear I'm the truth homes, I'm that blue chrome coupe with the roof gone
Thats two-tone, I'm that dudes own talking on two phones
While
Pave these streets with open arms
It's always you we're waiting on
The skin, the taste, the drug, the need
I'm asking, telling you, don't leave
wanted
And share it with me
How many hearts are knocked down in the street?
How many poets are driven
To drink and to verse
By her singular eyes
finished with you
I'm gonna make you howl like a wolf
Scream like a pig
Go through the roof
Lie down with the lion
But to tell you the truth
I'm
weep, I've been on these streets
Still it gets me all weak, in your eyes
I can tell when you're lying
Admit that you're wrong, when you know I'm so
Gentrified? Watch the choppers in the skies
No supplies, devils in disguise
Spinning stories on my people's lives
Standing by while they just letting us die
their pathway is the truth
As their battlefield burns, I walk away
On one another they turn, I turn away
Splintered by survival's self-serving
The Last Lost Continent :
I felt your sickness brush against my arm as I walked by you ?
Heard your voice but couldn't tell that it was you.
And,
some damn reason it just ain't cool
And when he drives down the street, I tell you the truth
He gets no respect, they call his force F Troop
He can't
Government spin tells you what to believe
Hidden agendas designed to deceive
Dancing to the tune of the Islington beat
Myths perpetrated by
to give up on life man
Hit the streets hard, back to drugs and dice man
It sounds so inviting, yeah it's enticing
But I'm done with being wack
I got down
of my kind
Woah million people in the street
Woah screaming conspiracies
Woah won't tell you it'll be
Woah if they ran the country
I just hate the way
You know I've been all around this town
I tell you boys it ain't no use
I've seen my picture in a picture frame
But it's a far cry from the truth
By any means necessary, it's about to get scary
Call all your friends, tell em come in a hurry
Word on the street, is these niggaz got plex
So y'all
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