Lyrics:
learned by himself what is to be a man
I know, he is such a phantom
'Cause he left me when I was a child
I grew up all alone
And I hope I won't hurt your
know who the fuck I am
Yet bitches like "This is fresh" Goddamn!
My lips is crusty, my feets is musty
Lift up my nutz, and my itch is dusty
I
know who the fuck I am
Yet bitches like "This is fresh" Goddamn!
My lips is crusty, my feets is musty
Lift up my nutz, and my itch is dusty
I
the Vice President's a Dick
So a whole lot of f***in is what we gon' get
They don't want to raise the babies so the election is fixed
That's why we don't
shit ain't fake, I gotta break and get the fuck by from this murder case
For chill this shit is cool to rap about but see to me it ain't no fun when
it from the back ok
She still asking me whats my sign
But baby are you down to ride
I'm sick and tired of the lies
Playboy model I can tell by
identity
This is utilised so black people could be dehumanised
If you use a child as an excuse, all you do is lie
To yourself, kids are truly the root
only know what we immediately and personally interact with
As we are the absolute center of our own universe
This is where the myth of self comes to be
Tenement Slum
You Think That I Don't Feel Love
But What I Feel For You Is Real Love
In Other's Eyes I See Reflected
A Hurt, Scorned, Rejected
Love
Got demons but I been a slayer
ERYS flex like Menelaus
They just need to switch their behavior 'cause this is what I call
Chase, hold 'em down,
to fulfill yo expectations?
Am I wild or am I a reflection of what kills and makes you anxious?
Worthwhile to bring this up, why can't we spill these
stole
You smiled at me
Like Jesus to a child
And what have I learned
From all this pain
I thought I'd never feel the same
About anyone
Trouble world, trouble child
Trouble times destroyed my smile
No change of heart, no change of mind
You can take what's yours but you gon' leave
sing this song 'til this day
My body is cold steel, for real
I was made to kill, that's why they keep me concealed
Under car seats, they sneak me in
sing this song 'til this day
My body is cold steel, for real
I was made to kill, that's why they keep me concealed
Under car seats, they sneak me in
I don't be rapping I be thinking Out loud
I just say whats on my mind I Been this way since a child
Had to hustle off the muscle got This shit from
In many challanges - personal and professional - we are held back by the crippling thought that people like us could not possibly triumph, given what
khakis I’m locced out
Got naked hoes in a dope house
Put them hoes on a DVD
Show them hoes what this 'pimp bout
I’m pill poppin’ feds is watchin’
I hopped
signal present
Tailgaters in the middle lane on the freeway
When I'm already 10 over the Goddamn limit
Bro, what do you want me to do
This is like
present
Tailgaters in the middle lane on the freeway
When I'm already 10 over the Goddamn limit
Bro, what do you want me to do
This is like the equivalent
lives are
Driven by these men?
Now that oil is worthless
And toilet roll pure gold
Maybe we can wipe away
The shit that we've been sold
Nurses now are
with caution
It ain't safe keep the fifth by the Bible
It's a home invasion when the boogeyman Cometh'
It ain't safe, for no man woman and child
care what you lost i was born with the worst
Mere precense on this earth is a curse
Skip the triple oh, go straight call a hearse
I'm planting pipe
Check it out, hey
This is a story all about how
My life got flipped, turned upside down
And if you roll another blunt and keep your mouth shut
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