Lyrics:
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No matter what happens, nothing can ever be the same
Logan V, treating this like it's my final one
By album five, thought I'd run it like where
in order to feed they kids
They gotta play that same shit over and
Over and over again i was raised by KRS
One, I was raised by Child Conquest
I was
and over and over i was raised by
KRS 1, I was raised by Tribe Called Quest
I was raised
By DMX the last real nigga alive? Naw
Nigga! We real
Niggas alive,
I know I've got flaws, not perfect,
Striving every day, earn respect,
Fight for my dreams, no neglect,
Trying better, won't defllight
Mike G (Mike g)
asks if I'm the singer from Bush.
'Cause I look like Pauly Shore.
Life should be but a dream.
I've got the hot tub and the Harvey's Crystal Cream
to sing along
But for now
I am done
Album art photography by richrad walsh @ streetshotsphotography.com
‘Mixed and mastered by Ryan Williamson - Off with
F-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-follow for now
For no formidable fights I've been formed to forget
For Pharoahe fucks familiar foes first
Before fondling female
won fe pami
Kon ri mi shey iba fun mi baami o
I've been blessed by you
God I've been blessed by you
I've been blessed by you
God I've been blessed by
really matters I ate ice cream for breakfast
My sleep schedules fucked up
I always want to stay up till 3 am
Wake up at 10 take hours to get out of bed
I
slum computer wizard
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards
The wildlife that kills for ice trife, like by the digits
Gorillas injected with
control with how
I've got you watching over me so I best be here growing proud
Of being able to know the dopest love someone controlling crowds
adhere to a set of standards and tastes
That appear to be determined by an unseen panel of hipster judges (bullshit)
Giving a thumbs up or thumbs down
Yea
You know the album dropping so
It's like, it's like bonus content
For the day one's
Yea sometimes, I get emotional
I'll praly end up holding you
make it out by myself but
I've got no connections
Buzz or a million streams and
I feel like its' gone dead
I've got no connections
To celebrities
the sex on me
I've got scars for days, I'm so tribal
You're not Ghana made, you're not Michael
I can spar and spray with my idols
Look, if I slap your
because of my enormous, YOU
By noon I've made a morgue, aye
Double homicide, I put your bitch aside
It's me or her, let your dick decide
I made a million,
the album's shit, and I poured my whole heart out for nothing
Music, film, and writing, damn I've cast a wide net
Looking for that one thing, but hasn't arrived
the talent to do what i do i feel blessed
I've been obsessed
Album after album
Im not gonna give up
Because i wanna be a world leader like martin luther
Hey 'Pac, it's yo' boy
Hey man so far I've been listenin' to your album
And I ain't heard nothin' you could kick back and smoke a beadie to
You
that shoot up clubs
Make albums that click more than little drugs
They got me runnin' from the police
Nowhere to go
With the lights out, rollin' down
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
I've been gone for a min now
Like a second how you wonder
Smoking on shit that's loud as thunder
Spark that tree like it's lightning
This flow too
which song should be
Released as a single
From his sophomore album, Dreams
Worth More Than Money
Which he's scheduled to complete within the
Week because
clip
Who you know could fly by '05 then '06
When they see that new V the dope boys go crazy
Yeah, You know I still fuck with State P
Still fuck with
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