Lyrics:
so much more than words. It requires the most elusive of all things in a democracy - unity. Unity. In another January on New Year's Day in 1863 Abraham
day and snag me a Pulitzer
Might take a me day and take over the world
God gave me a kilt so I put Gucci on it
God gave me a heckle, I got him escorted
[Intro: Killah Priest]
Market, gotta relax, exoticness
Yo this is it, history in the making
Killah Priest, Tragedy, and Black Market
William Booth,
getting quoted by my fans
It’s a great feeling
Just to see another day
Another day that I ain’t make it to see the grave
It's a great feeling
And if you
relationship advice guy
Liked on the vices priceless smile
Look at the eyes got the look of a survivor
Husband, father
Dissed by Eminem but did it bother him
to show ya homie
But he ain't relate to this
Looking for love where it wasn't
I wanna be like my cousin
I'm tryna manage depression
You was Pharrell you
we parted ways
2016, those were some of my darkest days
Ask us all, "Whose fault was it?" Ain't hard to say
But it was due to money and all of our
fantasise
I work all day, watch the world go by
Tell myself, it's going to be alright
I could be ill-mannered
Smash up my life savings
Cultivate a habit
Then
Little inner city Willie/much like myself
Was aspiring to touch the higher reaches of wealth
Self propelled by the propaganda of the MC's/
Glamour
belittled
Is belittled to the grave
Day by day day by day day by day
Crossroads crossroad
Over shoulders it's best
To look separate ways, separate ways
day or night
We treated it with care
And had a rightfull share
Of common feelings, love and warmth,
Of sorrow and despair
And it was beating
last year
If they haven't got it yet, then I guess they was never meant to get it
Be great
Oh, do you, do you, do you really wanna be great?
Yeah,
He's got a cannon on his shoulder and a laser in his hand
He's gonna win the day for Billy, make the city understand
The robot was completed and it
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
shit
Knew I was hustler before
Hov dropped the Blueprint
Now a days designer labels
All over my shoe print
I remember wanting it
Now I got it and it
Henry Wilson's stroke made duties tough to handle
Bill Wheeler was on great terms with President Hayes
Chester Arthur became (President) after 199 days
the Indiana’s great is screaming
Mhm mhm
Excuse me
Do me a favor. By the end of the day I need 40 more haters
Winning on my neck so I never go change it
Ain’t no
party in pyramids
With Saul Williams while reading the Manu scripts
Of Alex Haley
Inspired by the diary of Nat Turner
Because the life of Anne Frank was
carry on with our public spats and our feuds
Up back in the news, love taps when I dissed you
Like it was fun, actually used to run back to the booth
cause you in danger
Smoking on chronic like back in the day
Me and brother was blowing on J's
Used to ride through the city and think that one day we will
myself better
Day by day
Hey
Shit is not the same it feels great
Now watch me fucking levitate
Because fuck that shit
You can gravitate
I'm on a new high
asked me if I was comin' to city you from
Maybe we should kick it, I was interested, that would be dumb
If I denied long legs, good ears, great taste
is peace.. away from people freed
I got you when I'm back home... See me the block get these....
The average day we with I talk bout it ... But it's
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