Lyrics:
of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it
You and me are not the same
I was
Alotta nigga wasn't with it we getting money they was tripping
Two for the five we was getting it then they bumped my lil nigga Chitty
Sandpiper Duke World
Fighting with my brothers
Demons fleeing by the thousands
Coming to they territory
Burning down they houses
Army of the Lord
Got the enemy surrounded
A Holy
done end up on the blogs with the wrong one
It's hard to tell the real stories from the fake ones
'Cause nowdays if they don't got it they'll make one
we
Fight to never lay it down
And pray he don't get caught
Or have to put his people underground
Lord knows if I couldn't maintain
And I wasn't use
laughin'
That's a metaphor for any
Rapper who wants it
I smack 'em til their nose is running
You know the hoes is coming if I'm there
And the hoes is cumming
a college
Professor william Saroyan marrying the
Same woman twice (but
By then he wasn't going anywhere
Anyhow) john Fante being sliced away
Bit by bit by
grandmother is living on it
That shit made, me who I am today being honest (Yah)
If everything was peachy and my life was rated PG
Then my songs be kind
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
an outta stolos with my brother fast life
Started coppin rentals push started my life
I was on go pedal to the flo
You can't tell me nothin' if it wasn't
to be comin' home talkin' that "daddy's home" shit (nigga)
We been gettin' along fine just without you
Me, my brother, and my mother
So if you don't
niggas and they feelings, man?
All of this and I'm still the man
Thought of this when I was just a fan
But all this money wasn't in the plan
Now it's
vicious, grab that lil' bitch by the collar, ayy
Bitch ain't have no cup, we poured it up in water bottles
If that bitch come off the hip, then don't say
vicious, grab that lil' bitch by the collar, ayy
Bitch ain't have no cup, we poured it up in water bottles
If that bitch come off the hip, then don't say
and invest in it, the company wants me testing it by racing it against my very best Lord, Lord, John I do believe you are my very best.
Well Captain, said
through the cadence for wages
I design and score
I'm so designer Lord, sail boat insignia
Stitched it to my ironing board
Burn you to oblivion (Woo)
Paraben
hope on the other side
Brothers and sisters, if you are down and out, old Brother Jack has a story for you today
Brothers and sisters, if you’re floating
myself I wasn't gonna drink no more (on God)
It's like the styrofoam glued to me though (straight up)
I feel weak for using drugs to ease the pain (21)
gods
I worship to the audience of one
KING of kings and LORD of lords
I don't spit for claps personally don't like applause
I like my flesh weak it keep
Undertaker please rive slow
For the lady you are hauling
Lord I hate to see that woman go
Will the circle be unbroken
By and by lord by and by
There's
I was double-spread Mike, now I cover I-D
Wouldn't cover for you dickheads if you covered my-
Ah, I knew they wouldn't like it if I blow
I got all
to let a nigga breathe
My sinning father see, got a shipment by the seas
See my niggas tryna eat, eat whatever's on your plate
Save some for me, the worst
mba nu
Two by two, they be hating you in public
But cool by you
It be killing me internally
But if not for you, so what
This one na code, na law
No
the vault
Where this cat's trying to sniff me out
I'm in the southwest woods working all about
Paper capers, never hurtin brothers to obtain
If I can't
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