Lyrics:
things turn out right
But you can always come with me and sway
So just say what you wanted to say
Cause I'll be gone by the end of the day
I'm not wasting
politics got trick up their sleeves ,/of my empty palms tree outta Miami ,blowing throughout the seven seas/iz shot flowing by the bumblebee's clean all the honey out my
R U still down
R U still down
R U still down
Now up and at em it's on, I was raised to be strong
And Mama told me be a Thug since the day I was
Mister miss base is gonna be killing you
With knife, cut it is the word
I split then make ‘em come out compound word
Compound sentence make you out of your
anthem
Yeah
I said Mahalo Ke Akua
Tryna ride my wave watch out for my Aumakua yea
She ringing my line like Ulua
So I brought her down to Puna
Just to see
anthem
Yeah
I said Mahalo Ke Akua
Tryna ride my wave watch out for my Aumakua yea
She ringing my line like Ulua
So I brought her down to Puna
Just to see
anthem
Yeah
I said Mahalo Ke Akua
Tryna ride my wave watch out for my Aumakua yea
She ringing my line like Ulua
So I brought her down to Puna
Just to see
again
Day and night, black and white, yang and yin
Spread your wings out
And come glide with me
Let your light out
And come shine with me
Spread your
the dark days
Come take me away
Come take me away
Come down to my face
Step to the side my way
Guess you're on your bullshit
Baby Olay Don't be afraid
Clear
on
dream street, dream street
Will it all come true? Will it all just fade away?
Dream street, dream street
Well, it's hard to find
And it won't let hope
Yeah
Yeah, I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
Right next to De Niro, but I'll be hood forever
I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made
ran out
Of your fuckin' town
Can't come back to his pack in Philly, cause
To be blunt ever since he got cut
He ain't had the guts to stick around
I
and showin
Go psycho breakin backs like bolo
Give me the mic, a metamorphis ignite
I break down on a cat stand, I kill ya like a hitman
And come out kickin
you
Mean? She shouts it out all of the time"
Y'all don't want me to rep
Y'all y'all don't hear when
I rep y'all cause y'all
Be dick-riding everybody
be no more
Attorney General, Mr. Knox
It’s time to even the score
The Cattle Barons, the Big Six
They Shall be no more
FADE OUT| The End
Time -
whole demo and cosigned
Talkin' out your neck, get you buried in no time
I heard you niggas looking for me, Blood
You can me catch rollin' down
One last pill for the pain
Sit down, let me explain...
Why my bruises stay
My child I know you never meant to...
These scars just won't fade away
fear
Out here it's fresh water fuck your wifi
Letting that Golden Teacher reach my minds Eye
Down that Paradise Drive sideways in a Side-By
With my
girl call, feelin' she mad, she threw the ring out
How she found out, she dreamt the whole thing out
Y'all be goin' through problems you gotta work
that you get what you want then you're gone?
I don't give a fuck, just know your right from your wrong
("No more music by the suckers")
("Look
and these techs
Blaze 'em down gives a fuck about the next nigga rep
Play around find yourself getting' cheated by death
Man gone and believe me dog it
Buss it down (cash)
Gusha by the ounce
Break it down, you hear the sound (Sheesh)
The freaks come out at night
& all we living for is right now (ya)
strange times
How come I never made it
Maybe it's the way the played it in my heart
I knew one day I gotta be a star
My hopes and all my wishes
So many
You never know it to look at me
A Dracula moon
See love come down any way you want to
Doesn't ask for your permission
Open up your arms and we will
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