Lyrics:
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
because we thought, you know, it wasn't the right time to do another, you
know, a second live album. But you know, it means it's well... I guess for
the heart
And from the heart is where I
Did it 'fore I ever chart
And then I spit it, we get it, we did it
We do it a lot
Kanye spit it, we do it, we makin'
at me like a rapper
And I'm sure Dame figured
Like, man, if he do a whole album, if his raps is wack
At least we can throw Cam on every song and save
system
To a point where we have more
Of a success rate in
Terms of black children that go
From high school to college
I feel like college was not
left now I can go
Through these awesome little two-week
Things where – well
Not anymore because I don't have time to
– but when I didn't have to do shit
this shit you came from battle rap
So where the fuck was you when
We was buildin' this shit?
How you the king of it but don't do
Nothin' for it? I don't
the payment
All these little rappers come and go, wonder where they went
Ten years and runnin', we came up from the basement
(You are watching a master-)
In every version of the plot, there's a family that feels
Hurt and lost and don't know how exactly to heal
Where do we go from here?
All we have is
dap, nigga
Just pay homage
Peep my steps, always keep the piece on deck
I'm from the danger zone where
We handle beef by death, nigga
Everybody's
to walk away from more profit
'Cause they'd rather do somethin' that they really love and take the pay cut
It's a person that would never waver
Or change
and auditions
To be equal you must add or subtract
People who want to be equal's lives'
Are filled with subtractions and auditions
We will call you back and tell
you
Yeah
You even remember half the shit?
Yeah
How'd it start?
I'ma, I'ma go back
I'ma go back to where
Hey, hello
Ay, we're doin' a skit here
We'll go ahead, do your best and find me
Matter of fact, I'll be at your mom's by nine and we'll be fuckin' all night
Disregard the rubber
I'ma pull out
initially
Officially love and lust
Accompanied by misery
So obsessed with company
Watchin' how you move, how you walk
Where your compass be
Even when you move
is, what it does, we are th-th-the best
I'm from the city where you need to were somebody go to fast
Ain't no other city realer then the city I stay in
The last album was dope y'all and here we go again!
No applause, no applause, thank you, thank you
We're back again, and we're plannin on rockin you
ten
The last album was def y'all, and here we go again!
No applause, no applause, thank you, thank you
We're back again, and we're plannin on rockin you
ten
on the airplane, cus'
Put your own motherfucking mask on, and go do it man, go do it, just live your life
I love y'all, thank you so much for tuning in, uh
I
mention cops at one point and
Yeah, it's, it's an intense time
So yeah
Here it is
Why do we have to die alone
I've got a better idea for how we can record
here we go)
(Jay)
A-baby when I rise well-a
(Alright)
I wish that joint was my worst album (What?)
Not like a bad album (Hm)
I wish that joint was
on heavy creel, we get on heavy pills
Me and my niggas, and my Cubans and my Haitians them
Bitch I'm from Dade County, we go way harder
We do it way bigga
Look at where we're going
Tell me what can I say
We're tracing our footsteps
We're going the same way
Madeline
Here we go around again
You know it, I
take it from ya
And if we lose we gon' take it from ya
Real shit, real spill
Hit'em with the chopper right up in the grill
I don't give a fuck where
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