Lyrics:
cautious
But with the verses You would swear that I was born for the pulpit
I never spoke whats the use People judge by appearances
First black label like
the jackals sit and watch the pedigods last flesh
Poison functions accompanied by six armor clad
Black horse and buggy mechanism
Tugged a portion of my
spiritual now, I pray in my sleep
Twenty years long, I never had dad
My dad was a fraud, I had to be tough
Twenty million, ho, that's not enough
Don't ask
Pass the dope, you know I'm feening
He actin' tough, hell nah you ain't no demon
Ain't no sleep, But I'm still dreamin'
Late night with the gang, I
bullets turn into bloodhounds and hunt you down
Cursed nation, lost generation
X-Files, describe them in the future as cosmic rulers
Fallen angels from
coal
If I rap to this hub it'll light by itself
You want to eat but all you do is sleep?
Bitch. This shit here ain't a hotel
Just like your titties my
on the limelight
And yea Got my mind right getting it by any means
Out here making money the money never be making me
From broke days and low nights wit no sleep
My
me at age 16
14 generations later it's the same thing
14 generations fore heads with red beams
Bith the general on point, I Beats armys down
The town
We’re contemporaries
Livin in a crazy world
New generation
Got a lotta questions
Can’t sleep like a baby
Challengin’ the status quo
Checkin’
down the block on D's
It's the same shit every day
Seem the more a nigga build they wanna take away
Like a slave when you can't eat you can't sleep
Can't
Never been a Singer Always been a Writer, Never been a Rapper Always been a Rhymer, But they see what I've Built all by myself and they know that I just
I’ve never been one who doesn’t take full
Responsibility for his actions, but damn
I really don’t deserve this
If I hadn’t traded my blue Marc Jacobs
These Days
By Omar Oliver
OTWO
Shit I, I feel like
See these days see these days in these ways
Yo
Verse 1:
See these days
No time to waste time
My generation need a couple more hugs
The devil working overtime
Tryna mess up my shine
But I’m the type to get to ten
If that s*** take me nine tries
people can accuse me
Of using a smart PC to write shit that's witty
Maybe I'll be, one of the last generations to be a mother fucking genie
No, I'm not
people can accuse me
Of using a smart PC to write shit that's witty
Maybe I'll be, one of the last generations to be a mother fucking genie
No, I'm not
Ntro: Malcolm X- There's a
Worldwide revolution going
InIn my opinion the young generation of
White, black, brown, whatever else there is
Your living
passed on the young side
It's bad 'cause a good friend's hard to come by
Justice is never color blind, never gun shy
The one crime, you may never see
Hold on CJ
Ye huh huh
My mama ain't believe me said I was a thug
She like why you walk with that mac ten
My ma ain't believe me said I was a thug
She
Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, HUH!
If only I could sleep just ten more minutes
I might find the strength to make another day
If I didn't have to get up
out till the end
A rider rides until he dies if he does nothing else
He'll struggle in silence by your side
And never ask for help
I am facing
I think for the most part our generation is
Filled with a bunch of motherfucking cowards
And I say that man cause we beef with amongst each other
him strapped up
With the AKs and Uzis
So excuse me, I'm trying to connect to you
A whole generation is raised by gangsters
Who probably never knew pops,
head, that mold my sentences
Could never be contained by your simple picture frames
For every intoxicated moment, I hate life
I strive to balance my
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