Lyrics:
all this Dior cologne
I do right by her, I can't do no wrong
Stylin' fashion, I'm in my zone
All this money, it ain't no loan
All this pain, I put it in
gon sell my soul But im dreamin im swervin on 24s luck of the irish man fill up my pot of gold sippin up the codeine like i got a cold All this gwalla
The problems
The birds
The foxes
The sheep
The people who opened all of this up
And we keep telling ourselves
Shit happens
There are canaries singing in the Coal
the fake thugs, stab ya like a knife
Don't need them kind of people in my life
On the real, I hope that y'all can feel what I'm stressing
Depressed people
the roots, you just a weed to this culture
No mercy for these lames, my display of power’s vulgar
This goes out to all the people in the trenches
The venomous
We're the Morality Squad Armed with the wrath of God
My name is Granbo
And here's my holy hot-rod
Freedom to all the people Brave,
True
Yo, whassup, this is Tajai of the mighty Souls of Mischief crew
I'm chillin with my man, Phesto, my man, A-Plus
And my man Op', you know he's dope
Yo, whassup, this is Tajai of the mighty Souls of Mischief crew
I'm chillin with my man, Phesto, my man, A-Plus
And my man Op', you know he's dope
made
God made me brave
That's why I really walk by faith
See It Believe it and Achieve it
Story telling prevailing getting all my thoughts out
I ain't playing by your rules
Everything look better with a view
Why you always in a mood?
Fuckin' 'round, actin' brand new
I ain't tryna tell you
down, valley deep
Left in a cold wind
Blow out the smoke scent
Blow out my eyes and my ears hear all the rest
Puff out the bed im a man
Who
Don't need
name, to my life I'm a leader
I felt the strength like I'm from the krypton
After I got stepped on by the persons on the top of the food chain
Touché, you
image dude
I remember I would google my name feeling so crazy
Now its hard to find these people cause im all over the pages uhh
Mama hit my phone she
Can you promise people everything said on tracks
Like my word inside the bible, yet theres no trust in that
All the money, murder, hunger, and them
crazy
Or is he just a man
Everybody thinks he can't but man he really can
Everybody has potential gotta tap the can
But when I'm tappin' at my people they
of my god-darn' mind
It's so sad, it's so sad to think about your people
Lord when the other man thinks they're wrong
(you're not right baby. Hear this
of my god-darn' mind
It's so sad, it's so sad to think about your people
Lord when the other man thinks they're wrong
(you're not right baby. Hear this
when my voice is read through a seismograph
And the noise is spread, picked up and transmitted through Royce's head (uh)
Trapped him in his room,
I’m surrounded by Chucky
I don’t have no friends, I’m surrounded by Chucky
Ex girl wanna suck me, her dude want to cut me
And my star want to bust me,
And all I really want is deliverance, ah
Do I wear you out?
You must wonder why I'm relentless and all strung out
I'm consumed by the chill of solitary
And all I really want is deliverance, ah
Do I wear you out?
You must wonder why I'm relentless and all strung out
I'm consumed by the chill of solitary
people don't be fucking with me on occasion (yeah?)
Unless it's my birthday then it's an obligation (go figure)
How come people only like your post if it
at the crowd,
Then someone said "there's Jesus",
I could scarce believe my eyes,
A man so badly beaten,
He barely looked alive,
Blood poured from His
Although questions arose in my mind, would I be man enough?
Against wrong, choose right and be standin' up
From the hospital that first night
Took
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