Lyrics:
letting me be a real nigga
Dear God, I wanna thank you for giving me a second chance
Dear God, I wanna thank you for all these dollars and gold
Top
by the fours
so in other words, nah man, skip the explanation
see that what the rewind's for, so be patient
'cause this is the direction that my pen
Day
Ten, let the countdown begin
Nine, I was born in the mind
Eight, take the head of a snake
Seven, behold Armageddon
Six, ain't no love for
way
Caught in a world full of yesterdays
The sun and the moon have become my tomb
Morphed into one as my time consumes me
No direction, no reception
indecision turned to daggers aimed in my direction
You could stab me at any second
Hide behind the same disguise
This paper mask you held too tight
four
Equal to seven
If in the same direction
Along positive x.
Other options are:
Three minus four
Equal to negative one.
Or Negative three plus four
since Monday
Oh no
I quit smiling for about two seconds
Oh no
Can't believe you noticed that
Oh no
I stopped breathing for about two seconds
Oh no
Can't
I've seen your world
No better then a pestilent cum
My face is pearled
Heated by your slattern nature mum
Ten, ten seconds to
Ignition to the true
you feel goood
I can make you feel good
Don't you think the real should
Don't you think the real should
Ain't no second guessing
Yea
Legs up
Well i was anointed by my boss to be the doctor
Fi sort out all dancehall fracture
I've been through the good, the bad and the ugly
But none a dat
(K.O Hook)
Got so much water
Imma fucking make it drip
Drop
Drip drop
I got so much water
Imma fucking make it drip
Droooop
Drip drop x2
Imma
crossed the road
To put PGC in the rearview
And all I been threw
They never caught
And got no hands but let’s pretend
Told em drop a pin and we can get it
she moved to the music
The lights hit her curves and the club goes stupid
But I'm getting smarter by the second
Ery minute that we spend is like a life
one mi nah play no second fiddle
I like it how she move how she wiggle
When she drop it down low watch it jiggle
Bring it up back slow wine di middle
Check the method, impeccable, void of X's
No second guess, no corrections, no ivory liquid messes
Call it controlled emissions pinpointing precise
Check the method, impeccable, void of X's
No second guess, no corrections, no ivory liquid messes
Call it controlled emissions pinpointing precise
a pen, ill be home around 10
And if you just let me in, I'll be your new best friend
And just when I'm about to leave, yo she pulled me by my sleeve
The less poised
Turn in the opposite direction
At the site of the Reploid
Of legend
I represent what X did
On top of mastering every weapon
I've
Please me sexually
You caught me by surprise
Second that we locked eyes
I need you alone
Get you in the zone
So take me home witchu
Before
Look, no flicks, no face, we makin' movies, like
All these bitches wanna do me, niggas be talkin
We bust the Medulli, like, look, he said
We makin'
fate offers no hint)
I see what you want to see
(I think I might like to see you)
[Verse 1]
Now you know the way I want to be
You see the direction
They should meet up in a hour
No games, no play
A hours gone by, Shiro's waiting at the spot
He's not waiting too long before a Uber makes a drop
the situation I'm makin'
Pretty soon the my face and the ground would be relatin'
Just then, I looked around and I saw 20 men
Headin' my direction, surroundin'
line by line in the bathroom stall
Dead sprinting at a wall then hit the last second pole vault
Even if it this doesn't mean shit to anyone else
It
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