Lyrics:
ain't no joke
Down with the sound called BDP
After livin' on the streets alone
Some years went by, I signed myself into a group home
I used to watch
the plastic motif, Rip & Tip, another track with .gif, takes the crown as the most upbeat track on the album. It was inspired by a random news article I read
by and I was still searching for my spirit
I made this album hoping that I could feel it
I still be having flashbacks of me 12 years old in that
My first, album was dope but ain't, get no play
We smoked out, with them MLX's
I'm underground but I sold records, for you SoundScan freaks
CNN,
Yeah, Christocentric, a note to believers
Yo Si, (What up Dave) what's the thesis of this album?
The thesis? Glad you asked bro, see, the thesis
the album's storyline breaks off[03:44.19]As this song was not originally[03:46.52]Intended to be on this album[03:48.01]Inspired by Picasso's blue period
your fucking head off and chew it into bits
Then spit you out into the curb
Pass you in the clio as I slide and swerve
To my destination
Fueled by
the album "Vegetarians of Love"
*Written by Bob Geldof/Pete Briquette
And not that I think it's a terrible album
Some of my favorite songs are on this album
The issue with this album is
As many people in the past have
the development
In September of 2017, I stepped back into making music
With no more than 6 beats off of youtube, some notes in my phone, and a dream
And through
sincerely)
Cut the cameras
In a haunted manner
I got another album it's in my planner
I ran off my head feels like it was hit by a hammer
I was possessed
playin' by your rules
"Sleeping With the Enemy" was album number two
Let's take a look around
And see which one of you all
Gotta balls to put me out
Here's
to bloom
from pavement despite looming gloom accumulated by fumes.
Warn your county when the album drops
and watch how we split the ground for blocks.
never gonna move out of Jacksonville
I'm livin' in fuckin' Hollywood"
Hmm, you know this is my first, uh, rock slash rap album
So, it's kind of new for
in order to feed they kids
They gotta play that same shit over and
Over and over again i was raised by KRS
One, I was raised by Child Conquest
I was
and over and over i was raised by
KRS 1, I was raised by Tribe Called Quest
I was raised
By DMX the last real nigga alive? Naw
Nigga! We real
Niggas alive,
the track that comforts my vulnerability
Sold out, packed house in the shower
A perform just for me
With your gorgeous album cover blown up into a poster
adhere to a set of standards and tastes
That appear to be determined by an unseen panel of hipster judges (bullshit)
Giving a thumbs up or thumbs down
is becomin faster
You heard that laugh in the beginning?
It ain’t make sense, it’s a gimmick
YOU HEAR THE BEAT? tape spinnin
Finna drop an album, im
straight by me as we passed in the door
I said hello but I guess that you never heard
Can't bring myself to play your albums anymore
You've got the papers
You know that we stay chillin', when I rap I'm always killin' these motherfuckin' beats
Cause you know we spend heat, after this album and I think
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it?s hard to believe
Well it?s true homeboy, it?s not a lie
I used to sell tapes on sunnyside
I used
performing it in schools, that I do not condone smoking. Guitars on this track, and on three other tracks on the album, are by Daniel Tan, my long-time
(C-Sick)
Uh, soon as you here this verse, I'm out the record deal
They cheated twelve albums, four years, and that's a record still
Head
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