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frantically, then I dropped down to his feet
I saw the blood, all over, the hot concrete
I picked him up, then I held him by his head
His eyes shut, that's
Where Darby at?
If you at Greystone gettin' your drink on, tell 'em to run this back
Put your hands up in the air, got the call from Will.I.Am
Now it's
No shark in this year raise it bigga
Fifteen percent make the whole world sit up
and take notice, Na Na take over
Y'all take quotas, to hit papa
return
Heal myself, secrets that I hide, buried in these words
Death threats, ego must die, but I let it purge
Pacify broken pieces of me, it was all
write this shit down (it don't matter)
'Cause 10 years from now, we on top
And we ain't never gon' stop
All money in (watch)
This album marks
frantically, then I dropped down to his feet
I saw the blood, all over, the hot concrete
I picked him up, then I held him by his head
His eyes shut, that's
new sound from the West that we
All can get with it
The Pacific to be specific
Ain't another rapper on the
Whole coast this gifted
Missed the magic,
cookin' but ain't no oven, they say they hate me, I love 'em
Come now boys, sound the alarm, we brothers in arms, fuck that beef shit
Y'all riding
about you
I travel all over the world singing good old country music
It makes me feel so good to hear them cheer
Some like for me to sing the hits I do
Fuck with me, you know what it is
I shoot you arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater burnin' bruises on my hip this year
I shoot your arm, leg,
on old familiar ways
And I ain't no fool for love songs
That whisper in my ears
Still crazy after all these years
Still crazy after all these years
Fuck with me, you know what it is
I shoot you arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater burnin' bruises on my hip this year
I shoot your arm, leg,
The boy is divine
Boy is
And I know it's simply meant to be
And I, I take full accountability for all these years
Promise you I'm not usually
Like
spacecraft and-
What the fuck? He know all that just by looking-
William Kai, thirty-eight years old, highest honor graduation
Iq 179, 98.4 aim consistency
ago
I had a revelation all is well right now
It's all good right now
It's all good right now
It's all good right now
These are the good old days
this ain't some bullshit
People don't usually come back this way
From a place that was dark as I was in
Just to get to this place
Now let these words
what it is
Scared for your own kids
How these ghetto niggas taken over showbiz
They gives us guns and drugs
Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs
(You
but the number one rapper in the world
He done traveled all over the world
He came back just to give you some game
All of the little boys and girls,
(Codeine)
Hype Williams, Little X
If you don't say it direct
Could give a fuck, ayy, yeah, yeah
I put some ice on her hand
I let her take an advance
the last of the souvenirs
I can still taste the wedding cake and it's sweet after all these years
These are the last words I have to say
That's why it
buyin' us all another round,
And that's okay, yeah that's alright
I ain't gonna over think or over analyze tonight
It's a hang on kinda ride, whispin'
all these
Games
While the years have divided us
Friendships have strained and broken
Oh, by the way, how`s that girl that you wed
I hated you
seem to lean on old familiar ways
And I ain't no fool for love songs
That whisper in my ears
Still crazy after all these years
Still crazy after all
each time I pull it
I hope I live to be a man
Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in the state pen
Counting pennies over the years I'd done
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