Lyrics:
like us, damn
Poor Isis, that's his mama name
Mama ain't strong enough to raise no boy, what's his father name?
Shorty never knew him, though he had
where he came from
And we haven't seen him since
The moral of this story:
Never judge by what they wear
Underneath some ragged clothes
Could be
never said a word
He walks on by the rest of us
As if he hadn't heard
A thousand bucks went to the man
Who could ride this wild cayuse
A meaner
to think of what he would say to his boss to explain
The abandonment of his office for the past week or so.
He washed his hands, ran his fingers through his
and thought, what he wanted to be
But it seems, no occupation had appeal to dee
He didn't wanna be a doctor, he don't like school
It wasn't that he was dumb, he
to me.
What happens to me now?
What happens to me now?
Stop. Stop. Go. Blank sugar socket.
Your trashy novel muse, she had her way with me.
She
the federal
Smoking on the daily man I’m toking on this medical
Living for a nic stick, dying for them chemicals
Leave a nigga sitting braindead he’s
to use
I need to learn how to tell the muse
He's the only one I choose and chose
Fuck these fake idol hoes
My mind is like a maze I can't find my way out
Yeah, yeah, Satan fell from heaven, big deal, no, big deal
I think you already know what he fell for but just in case, I'll give a summary,
regret, what they left unsaid
When I’m burnt, part of the ground
Look around
Scars, stretch marks
Think before you make a remark
On someones body
We all
Man
With a grey bread
That nearly reached the ground
And the fabric surrounding him
Had never been seen
Not even by past kings
But what he felt the most
maze
He felt the pains
Yet, he broke through the reigns
It was a tough struggle
Hunger was a double trouble
Eyes con dey see double
They think say im go
hurt by the past
Too scared what they'll think
Too scarred to be
Love truly
At least
That's what I've told myself
Therapy it's not giving me any help
I should live in a cow's udder
If a nigga bit my script, he'd get a mouth full of butter
Hit the spot like an ice cold Coke and what I spoke
choked
and how you did ‘er
Oh, can I take a moment to catch a muse? - it's hard to find -
what is Mankind that you have us on Your mind - say
He is Good - hear
right there next to you in the nail salon when you tell her give me what he likes
Girl you're heaven sent, benevolent & evidently fine
You in your
it even real?
He got a Glizzy with no bullets, do he even kill? (What?)
Niggas dissin' when they rap, should we call it drill? (What?)
Niggas
Another rep
I got souls I gotta lift
You know demons never quit
So I put that overtime
Every time I'm clocking in
Why you think that I'm the one these
But it's not too late for me to keep chasing a bag
Want all in order for the day in turn into a dad
I think it's time I stopped using my muse
I respect
flight
Diggin in her deep
Her head by her feet
I think(know) its the love that got her feeling me yeah
The music gettin easy
GOD He stay with me
Steady
got some younger siblings who been changed by
what he's done for them but is it done for him
Lord don't let it be, if he don't wanna talk to you then
list, that's why
He's a Ruff Ryder nigga, Ryde or Die nigga
By the way, did I tell you that my name is Kiss?
Yo, whether it's dope money or rap
Absolutely right absolutely
What you think about the blogs, Scaff Beezy?
Honestly, the blogs could just suck my
Damn cock, balls, deepthroat, gag, and choke
baby, goodbye, good day
You know the prize is not what seems
Sometimes, when the needle's falling
He'll come alive again without warning.
Somewhere
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