Lyrics:
Well there once was a time that this farm of mine was plowed by a mule and a man
They worked from dawn till darkness just tryin' to civilize the sand
Hook: x2
I get it rockin fam i get it rockin
There aint no stoppin man this shit is poppin
I get you on the rebound dennis rodman
Show you how
the never-ending hunger of the senses,
Which has been inherited from the Lamia.
There is only one escape route; a dreaded visit to the notorious Doktor Dyper
better off just left alone (exclusive)
And I ain't even tryna go there with record sales
I'm just tryna keep it humble and respect myself
Say, "What
There's no love for these crying cowards
There's no love for a spiteful best friend
There's no love in these Eiffel towers
I'm King Kong with the chains
on trial to serve your crime
And pay for your mistakes
There is no way we'll do the time
The chains of lies will break
Censorship can't stop our truth
to breathe
If you believe, then you can achieve, just look at me
Against all odds, though life is hard we carry on
Livin' in the projects, broke with no
There´s no way to tell you this
Without losing face
There´s no reason to tell you this
I should deal with the pain instead
Cause my heart is dead
My
warning you, Javert (Dare you talk to me of crime)
I'm a stronger man by far (And the price you had to pay
There is power in me yet (Every man is born in
brr brr (brr brr brr)
Hey, are you ready to go? (to go)
Yeah, there is no fear (no fear)
Yeah, there is no fear
Yeah 진동하는 무한대로 커진 factor (it's
Martyrs by machinery suspended
Over jaws of justice pretended
Fascist chains shackle minds
Keep the people scared and blind
Living in a police state
getting baskets
There's no father to my style, I'm just a freckle-faced fuck
The animal in the jungle, running, hunting with the habit (woo)
Abracadabra
love is dead and gone
There's no use to pretend
I'm hitting rock bottom again
Verse 2:
The bottle on the table
Keeps calling out my name
It's
bail before they identify the prints
Swing by a Vince, in a buggy eye with tents
Sitting on nineteen's, gun stash by the vents
Niggas is looking
there
Elementary school, I was already a hustla
I was in middle school already servin' customers
This is real talk, ain't no body gon' fuck with us
I
dress the part baby
There's no scarf for your heart baby
The nights your life the price of fame
See life is like December rains
The games cold boy
and fall down (Down, down)
I throw it up, she throw it back
It's up there, no goin' back (No goin' back)
I need her name, no stripper name
I'm sittin'
booty shake music in your trunk
As long as there's that "tic tic" followed by that bump
I'm down to stick a ho if she got a G-string
'Cause the niggas
back by popular demand and shit
Niggaz want the crown but can't handle it
This rap game's getting scandalous
I done lost my best friend in Los Angeles
Once upon a time, I told myself
Music was all there was
Like a ghost town in quarantine
No road in, no road out
Music was my mistress
My one
hear it
Torn were the hands of the worthy lamb
May you know his name and fear it
There you are hangin' by the golden rope
There you lie no hope
to the White Lady
You know she's white as the driven snow
This lady's clean as clean can go
White Lady with her marble face
Feels no remorse there, there's no
was the grit's
Cause daddy he was dead, mama working a shift
So we was home alone just life Macaulay
Ice cream truck ride-in by we looking salty
Cold
Cause a home is not a home
When I'm alone and I still miss you
I cut out the emotion
Accept there's no devotion
Understand there's no promotion
Be a man
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