Lyrics:
They put my shit on repeat tilI I tell the DJ can you skip to the rest
Boy to fly to fly they thought I live in a nest
Dem they follow their mama for my
live only once, don’t miss out by the end
Can’t leave a trace (Trace)
Trynna keep faith (Faith)
Can’t use the brakes I’m ahead of the race
Got what you
death
99 years possessed by the countess
Forever in love with death
Bound to the countess of perpetual torment
Lost girls looking for their lost boys
ever understand
No
Metal bars run through my head
Twisted in the hands of the working dead
They're gonna sound off sound off to the right
Live it
On and on
And I am old
And will be gone.
Bring him peace
Bring him joy
He is young
He is only a boy
You can take
You can give
Let him be
Let him live
on and on
And I am old and will be gone
Bring him peace, bring him joy
He is young, he is only a boy
You can take, you can give
Let him be, let him live
If I
On and on
And I am old
And will be gone.
Bring him peace
Bring him joy
He is young
He is only a boy
You can take
You can give
Let him be
Let him live
If I
altercations
That end in homicide with no justification
Political agendas achieved though economic
POLICE spell pigs in ebonics
We were swallowed by the
System
a wraith on the scene, I'm reachin two years in age
left by a pole in and pamper and sheded tears full of rage
I told her I want to go, and that's
on the run
Like the flowing of the tide
Paris coming to our side!
The time is near
So near, it's stirring the blood in their veins
And yet beware
Don't
[Knightowl]
I heard about some fool
He got in for me
Talkin bout the day he find me
He gonna blind me
But I got some thing else
Up my fuckin sleeve
Don't hurry back
I've wasted too much time on you already
You took my love and let my dreams all shatter
No, no
It's 2 o'clock in the morning
An of-our-lives-we-made-less-than-the-most-town
Once you get in, you cannot turn around
The ghostwriter's found
So he sits at home
Where he writes his little novel
About the wicked winning out
pane
Trying hard not to call
When she lost her boy she went insane
She don't live here anymore
Was it God in here
Did he make you pray
Did he
People in the house, Sermon, aight
As we proceed, holla at ya boy
People in the house, scream at me, aight
Love is, yeah, music that you feel good
you be there to shelter me?
The little dot that falls, a little boy, that's all
That's all
Morning comes, I walk to school, but something's in
they'll be another button on your backpack. There's a boy in the next room saying, ""It sure is nice to meet you. Your words have been my bible in times
Where you come in but leave a different way
Where you come in but leave a different way
I used to tell them boys how to move trees
Now I got a new
the muzzle
Who that boy in Maybach by the double?
Out in Miami, I kicked a fine bitch out the car
Just 'cause her spirit was ugly (I did, Sauce)
We do not
four
Street soldiers y’all know we shine yo
Streets is the jungle
Got to survive yo
Shit is live yo
The vibe from five o
They don’t drive by
And niggas
fame that’s not my route
I will not pout, I don’t need clout
What I value is what I’ll bring about
In this world
Where all the boys and girls
Are
Fuck it
Had to talk my shit to y'all, don't hate it or love it
Just respect it and be honored
That I'm standin' in your presence, it's the Yaowa
We
life, ya b****.
I'm tryna' live it.
Get off ya a**, go and get ya a bankroll.
Don't sell ya soul for new j's and them stank h***.
I rather hit the club by
and Jacob in the motherland
I'm Moses posin' against the king freein' his people
I'm Babylon tryna reach God by buildin' a steeple
I'm the strongest man
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