Lyrics:
until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call the Master Gee
Well, my
Little house in the countryside
Surrounded by nothing but plain sight
Lit up by only candlelights
But life moves so quick
Life moves so quick
Big
bound by rules
Men we once called fools
Demons come for my soul
Bless the house before I go
Now I see that these truly are the last days
These truly are
Got a picture of your house
And you're standing by the door
It's black and white and faded
It's looking pretty worn
I see the factory that I worked
a friendly face
Suddenly everything has changed
He took a chance on romance without knowing her name
So he moved in on a whim
And now her house is their
the Earth and falter
An angel whispered in my ear my fate, my sacred duty
That I must will these stubborn men to fight to save my country
This is who I was
look down at my shaft, I see mutilation. I see dad’s forehead broken into a million canals of pure rage. I see grandad in the back of that old Peugeot,
bleed a little so you can heal again
Doubled down on life and the house laughed in her face
Now she's left with next to nothing in this god-forsaken,
killer that viber that server just a murder another hearse men you are faded and dead by me you are little you can’t see you are not longer a maker or do
struggle in between
You're so alone, you're tears and bones
Telling me what I was
Burnt-out a little sprout
Still hoping to get out of pause
Take me by
deformed)
And you are ugly
(And I am ugly)
And these are crimes
For which the world
Shows little pity
You do not comprehend
(You are my one defender)
it they hate on you till you die
But I Know I Got My People Loyal by My Side
Started From a bottom(closet) Now In A Studio
Chasing For The Dreams Man
for me the way I feel for you
Chaka Khan let me tell you what I wanna do
I wanna love you, wanna hug you, wanna squeeze you too
So let me take you in my
around my house, three blind mice
Get lost in this muthafucka
But I never get crossed in this muthafucka
Rottweilers at the door!
Dobermans by the pool,
bullshit conversation
Been with the same men since the age ten
Been with some since diapers up in the play pen
House parties with wasabi sipping on bombay
Coffee in the morning
Oh my goodness, take me home
Thinking of the house by the fjord
And the folks I've always known
I am on the run
And every
head is in the clouds
Blowing loud by the pound
Eatin' crab cakes with your main line
In my hood it's goin' down
All they know is Kevin Gates
I wish you
the thought
Of living too long
Please come on in
You can take whatever you'd like
My house is yours 'cause I don't need it
My head feels sore
Wish I could pick
a while
Cause these are desperate times
Well the bank they called the g-men
Cause they were insured by the Fed
And Jill she rolled on Jack
Cause she was in
My vicious rhyme I call my masterpiece
And now people in the house this is just for you
A little rap to make you boogaloo
Now the group ya hear is
to the pen'
Just finished my last shit, don't want me writing again (too many men)
But they ain't out to get me
Nah, they just try to get in with me
But I
Yeah, welcome to Club Hub City
I'm your host, Johnny Ray, what you say, what you say?
Yeah, all the ladies in the house tonight
Alright, we got
your face before"
It was my homie's pops, shirt dirty, pants tore
He had a 40 in his hand, left a little swallow
He said, "Young-ass nigga," and then
comes
This is when I think of you
As I lie awake in some little town til :00 or 2:00
And I think about a cloudy green December
And your face is getting
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