Lyrics:
(straight up)
So, we actually started this song in July of 2021, but uh, ever since then, Subway has, I feel like, improved their quality at least a little
is sad to see, laugh with me
Ha ha ha ha ha
Check out this bizarre record style used by me, the A.R.T.
What am I seeing, is that a human being
Is this
to her as
On all of your songs on that cul de sac
Bald ass dad he was always mad
Till the last day that she died in your hands
Cannot remember
Here life
This is a love song (3x)
A love for the revolution
[ VERSE 1: Money be ]
1951
Francis was brung
Into this world
The cutest little girl
That you
voice
Said, “Come here to the winder.”
Then he hand me five dollars.
“Stick this in your poor mama's purse.”
“Did you take it?” I asked
With the candor
say this man was the greatest fan
When shoelaces were fat, and all the rapper's faces were black
And light-brown, a box with the right sound was all
gone
Bet they gonna play this song like...
Take me back to the good old days
I was still stuck in my ways
Maybe that was just a phase
But we here right
up kick an miss,
Charlie Brown
(Hook 1)
The streets gotta be a life state of mind
That's why people go out an grind
See the next day in sunshine
song got a tone with it
I'm tryna say laundry day the only time I fold with it
Show em this
If they think that they holding this
My neck all frozen bitch
This is not my day
Everything looks like being in slow motion
I’ll try to change my fate today
My destiny today
Take a good look around
What
as strong
As a heavy metal verse in a children's song
The world is up for bids and the price is low
The auctioneer drunk and the bidding slow
The snakes
place is
Gotta know from where I came to understand how far I'll take this
See this lost child found himself through some hard trials
Now I'm a lion
dirty feet on the ground
She shuts her eyes and wonders if this is a mistake
Now she's gone from the warmth of her little boy days
And still...
bike after school
Never thought being black was against the rules
This black tone is all I ever knew
Still see the media in their pursuit
Tell me
only took her one day with me I got that hoe so impressed I said shit bae I promise this ain't nothing
Just smoked on a spliff man I'm high than a bitch
better luck getting up on Sunday
So take my advice and sleep in
Or get ate by the guys that we bring
Like a date with your wife is a deep thing
So the hate
I wrote a song to my mirror
Like this for you
I got no hope for myself
So I'm calling this my Hopeless Part 2
Tell em everything you put my heart
occupying the throne
When the songs weren't sold off videos alone
Way back to when a star attitude wasn't defined
By somebody being rude
To when it was
Come let's sing this a brown new song-
Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna in the highest
Crowd o' people sing
Mary's Boy Child Jesus Christ, was born
Yo I used to know this girl it was way back when
We would listen to the oldies time and again
She would bring me James Brown cause I liked the funky
Live, get it right this is not no job
Today or tomorrow it doesn't matter
Got the stages moving on up the ladder
And stay grounded, remember the Bronx
at the top of my freshness
Live, get it right this is not no job
Today or tomorrow it doesn't matter
Got the stages moving on up the ladder
And stay
dope and raw
Hoping all y'all come in peace
And it's open bar
Tear the roof off this bumba raasclaat
By the end of the night spaz like shazbot
Spilt
the scripts with a straight face
With more rhymes than is lines in ya database
Placing rappers in endangerment
Who's reckless with this food for thought
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