Lyrics:
provin'
He's worth again
With hammer in hand he wins
Retreated to his home
Loki "died" by suicide and Odin
Sat back on the throne
Okay, let's take it back
blessed us
Because man messed up, the media dressed up
Lies perpetrated as truth, and it left us
Confused, but I've seen it all before
>From Babylon
I'm peepin' out the blinds
See shit, peep shit, I be on it all the time
Stay low, grind hard from a seven to a nine
If I did it, you could do it, you
is all I heard
ROUGH:When you start your day,watch the finance man tow your car away
HARD:To hold a job when you've been replaced by a little blue knob
me I'm callin' him pitched
He mixin' up drugs so I call him a witch
He ain't tryna' get rich he just blow all that shit on a bitch
I'm fuckin' it up
of love and he couldn't digest it
All propaganda, one big fat lie
'cause I see the king with my very own eye
Schemed and schemed like a crack fiend king
gorgeous
I saw my opportunity and went ahead and floored it
I went and got me 2 degrees and I enjoyed it
Tell Diego umma have to come and see him soon
This
For gunnin' down my brother
Leavin' him like a dog
Beneath a car without his knife"
Romeo says," Hey man, gimme a cigarette"
And they all reach
you're broke, and you never ride
And when it's time to step forward, all you do is step aside?
When I'm in the booth, I don't ever lie
For me and niggas
That's what probably did it
Never saw the other worlds
That he didn't want to go and get it
Occupied by fitting in where minds
A small west, small
You say it was this mornin? when you last saw your good friend
Lyin? on the sidewalk with the misery on his brain
Stoned on some new potion he found
out the booth by the back door
And when its all said and done my mans got nothing, not even a fuck he don't give one
Like Jay, what more can I say its
rock smoke out the booth by the back door
cnd when its all said and done my mans got nothing, not even a fuck he don't give one
Like Jay, what more can I
bill
When the town of Chicago died
And they talk about it still
When a man named Al Capone
Tried to make that town his own
And he called his gang
at an intersection thanking god he still here to shed light on this new direction
Cus i laid it all down
Thought i had lost it
Put the mic on the shelf in a shoebox
and Infinite, I'd heard all that
But still my song, no lying man, it was all trash
I used to diss Miley Cyrus, Will.i.am and I'd always swear
And I'm telling you,
saw a opp
Worst feeling it's like damn, how my gang finna plot
I'm like, let the spliff burn slow
They all left me out to dry, feel I'm all on my own
looked up and didn't see it whippin' in the sky
Saw a chopper with numbers on the bottom
"Calling all cars, I think we've got em."
I hit the gas
Which he had purchased their home
But the sadness was soon driven out by a feeling akin
To that of Deja Vú: It was something
Jenny said the previous
and all My ugly side
He saw it all, still gave his life
Saw me as a prize I saw myself worthless
Pack of luggage going on guilt trips
Bad brother bad
its a babaduk
Look at Bleu
I just saw you dancing through the sky (Yea)
You missin' me girl you so high (Haha)
Everybody looks so blind (What)
to stay
Mick drippin' to hard yeah I'm gettin' a mop
Flippin' and divin' don't tell him to stop
Met my man Dane he got that finesse
Think that it's simple
shit
His whole demeanor changed, even
His smile was strange, his childhood
Never came, but dude was always gutter
He got it from his brother
From his
page from Bris
He told me he saw Sean and two chicks followed by four whips
Somewhere in the Florida sticks
It's a set up
Tell the crew to keep their
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