Lyrics:
resultant decisive decision
I wrote this for all my brothers who are diligently pursuing righteousness, driven by the Desire for purity
Please open your eyes
trick, my dick is hard, as stiff as a yardstick
What are we gonna do?
Ride around 'til we're carsick?
I'ma put this shit in park like dog shit
And you
and purpose
Stepping out my comfort zone whenever I feel worthless
Trust the Lord with my burdens
Cause all things are higher than me
I'm tithing of what you
to a state of mind where you delve into self and celebrate
All you've felt and all you've seen
Through summer's heat and the autumn's fallen leaves
Are you
passion that's why you whack
I work 24hrs a day and still feel like i haven't done enough
You wanna go to California but we have phobia to your music
I
wanna tangle
Everybody knows 7th Sign got the hoes
Everybody knows we divine wit' the flows
Shouldn't have to tell you when it rains wear your coat
It's
INSANE!
I'M INSANE!
I'M INSANE!
I'M INSANE!
I'M INSANE!
My heart is empty without you
And everything you've done to me
I cannot do to you
You are insane
now if you want to join the team you know you must see me
buy ya can't talk to FEDS or dick R.I.D.
It's a cold World baby boy, fuck it, I'm colder
it'd be easy
Yeah, get back on your feet and repeat
You'll never defeat me
R.i.p. to the fallen
I'm hearing this shit like a calling
Bitch I'm balling,
was bad, rapping 'bout guns we never had
Now we smoke raws with filter tips, old homies talking shit
Said you got what's best of mine but you stay
my fallen back would just come true your life was cut short so muney gonna represent for you
We was lookin for some food me and my dudes couple losses
Tony just hoping
That he can change
True, you only met him to get
A whiff of a winner
Nothing but a fallen angel reeking
The scent of a sinner when you
and then I leave without a clue
What do you think makes up a KRS?
Concisive teaching, or very clear speaking?
Ridiculous bass, aggravating treble
the Buddha bless bless my head and the eyes are red
Comin' for ya, 3-2-1 nice to know ya
You wanted to pop junk
So now it's like a little Vigor
I outta
as all my attire
Rappers always require
Passion tossed in the dryer
Dad and mom are right by ya
But acting all like a fighter
You tell em they're sick
cap
I know your best friend over there want you bad
Sahara p took ya bitch have her back
And i been chilling wit the gang in the city
Fallen brothers
When I sleep I dream that we are strangers
I can't sleep the night away
Feel my heart is in some kind of danger
I can't wait for the light of day
ay)
This the pain we can't ignore (it's like)
First off I wanna say, R.I.P. to Mac Milly
We gon' smoke these flowers in your honor
Drowning,
relate
I wanna
Keep the record straight
Tryna stack cakes
Without feeling out of place
I'm hated by my own race
We All fam
The minds
A terrible thing
the paramedic for bem sympathetic
(I bring at you) Known for wreckless dnvm and carcrashm
(Ey yo we mashm) Takm your momma's car without asking
[CHORUS]
DIRTV
of our anxieties
Worries and panic onto you
You are our strength
You are The Provider
Your ways are greater
And we surrender to you Lord
Amen
Hard enough being a man without trying to be the man
Inspired by the mic and it's the mic they see in him
So if you ain't a bad Billie Jean then beat it
This cannot continue
We must go our separate ways
Without you, I can do better
But first these words I have to say
It's not that I don't hear you
said, "Hey, how are you doing?"
I said, "I'm okay, thanks"
And then turned my back on him and walked into the Dungeon
I dropped the logs I was holding
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