Lyrics:
Where did the time go
Familiar faces in places that I don't know
My reflection laughin' tellin' me I can't grow
But I cannot stop the flow until my
of women and slaves
Nothing has changed except over time we've called slavery by various names
We try to automate or denigrate what doesn't turn a profit
to rock
Let your pretty pink cloud nine expectations please you not
I'm, Ae-fuckin'-sop Rock, mic bizarro
Proper application of the soul by my standard
Charlie (Aye, ha)
Talking French vanilla by the case, hey (ha)
Word to this bust down, I don't trust her face (ha)
Talking bonjour with the rendezvous,
give you time to think
Let me puff this Buddha blunt and cut on this porno bump, girl, come lounge
Here by my side tonight you're my devils bride
give you time to think
Let me puff this Buddha blunt and cut on this porno bump, girl, come lounge
Here by my side tonight you're my devils bride
and probably end the night
Pulling up with Trenches
Now these niggas bitches
Got him tipping
Trying to win not to lose it
But still got niggas losing
Told
Love don’t live in this town
Welcome to the nine dime where shit can go down
Everyone got nine iron so do not play around
Every time is crime time
Smoke
That's the day I was gonna cut ya throat
I guess my watch was broke -- cuz by the time I woke
I seen my watch was twelve hours late and I missed
Howcy took me
Then I met Viito ‘nem, shit, I think I still own him
Yet I gotta get back for my city’s high hopin’
Same time JacqueZ took a stash back like
the summertime
Watch hos go by
Wish I could be your man
But I'm not that guy
I cannot lie
To a face so fine
It's time to get yours
While I go get mine
Now's
you can't tie me down
Jimmy Lee, everybody know me by now
I'ma be gone when the sun come smilin'
In the meantime we can have a good time and
Refrain:
young
When I wanted drug love
Now it's not what I want
I care too much about her
But I can't front, I still pop, sip
Roll my blunts three drugs at once
get her when she sleeps
I walk her down slow Jason Voorhees
Its my turn now time for me to take over
Foolies out here acting like no limit soldiers
Hot
something I could afford
Maybe not yet
It's a possibility
But not by design
Spending my spare time on cloud nine
It's impossible not to see progress
Just look
Sample (Scratched by Chief Xcel):
Now you, who ever you are,
as you're listening to what I'm going to say,
will probably not want to believe what
geyser is ready to blow
Maintaining my grounding by planting my feet
Now I'm breathing this fire that the elders did teach
Got me flying around a new
with precision
Unveiling evidence that this is no coincidence
We've been sent
Judge not by my skin color but my character's content
In no way is this
gonna have while we do more than just buzzing?
I can find a vibe at abandoned scenes
Sideline watching but I'm part of the team
Mind's not present but my
is the voice behind the flavor unit, all time, all early
It's that girlie, head of the head called her Shirley
And what poop last but not least,
Circle bailing with a double barrel
Cause uh, my skin is my sin
And all I need is knowledge of self and ammunition is my best friend
When it's time
and pain
Tatoos on the back of my arm should explain
Blood, sweat and tears, ten years in the game
So many times all alone with the gat to my brain
It's me
a hollow
Heavy metal on your mental when
You let it all go
A stream of tears on my navy blue hoodie all
Flow like the ish that gets the boat by
I know I'm
saw John the Baptist, on the atlas
Holdin' the masters to my Psalm under his arm
But long before I even wrote 'em
23 elders each wrote me a Psalm
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