Lyrics:
facility learned to produce
I paint these soundscapes for you m*f*s to view
Making shapes with the keys, like T-O-M play with ease
See yo’ BA not like Its
Louie
Ducking the state facility
My mother never knew me
Odd future
Surrounded by them shooters
In love wit a half black half Cuban
Boo'd up before
Driving apon, an overgrown facility
Searching for help fleeing the mess behind me.
Cars low on gas and im near running on empty
Army of creatures
strong
He told me over the phone put it in a damn song
They got us locked in facilities divide and concur the plan of the enemies
No you ain't a friend
business find a piss in your vicinity
Konvict conquering your conscious facility
Watch me prophesize for a piece of the profitability
Doin' this my only
"Facility
If you feel you're being victimized or extorted by this prisoner
Please contact 855-466-2832" (I, I)
I never forget where I came from
it’s every rapper in the industry
(literally) and they wanna know why
We pressing these niggas
They don’t let us in they facility
Cause if you ask me I
standpoint of the music that
I write and I think Varèse would
Have done the same thing
He was hampered by composing at a time
When the electronic facilities
And they wanna know why we pressing these niggas, they don't let us in they facility
Cause if you ask me I feel like I should get a percentage the way they
V-O-P and N-C-C-V
And send me up a hub
Tours of state facilities
What could I do but sneak, burn a tree
Or tobacco leaf
Or wait until my time served
Sounds akward
When you’re a walker
And they are talker
Talk, talk
Only a preach
They are so rich
Lies and facilities
No habilities
Just a young man with
ballin' like Chris
Fuck up-the fuck up, don't fuck with my shit
Fuck up-the fuck up, don't fuck off facility
My niggas rollin' with heavy artillery
Hatin'
Sounds akward
When you’re a walker
And they are talker
Talk, talk
Only a preach
They are so rich
Lies and facilities
No habilities
Just a young man with
and mark your album incompleted
I seen it, saw it, back in eighty-five
Platinum rappers yo that can't rock live
Their mental facilities, lack the ability
facility
Oh silly me
You killin me I begin to see your stupidity
I rock way hard you can't get wit me
Or go wit me or flow wit me
Frankly, this is grown
the books
Correctional facilities sure I'll
Accept your calls
But the tales have grown tall
And the till isn't at all
And tears are only bread crumbs
With my abilities
Show some humility
Grow my facility
Fuck your hostility
Hoodlum activities
I got utility
Bitch I'm a ghost and you bitch she stay with
Tryin' to kill us somethin'
Vacate the facilities when we bailin up in yo' shit
Cause the pistol grips
Make bigger holes then them fuckin' hollow tips
your ass
Want to get the grain but the head to fetch ya
Payback is a mother motherfucker I bet'cha
You paid for the lock down subquantant facilities
say "Who the fuck is that?"
The X-Man, rowdy, gettin treated like the feds in the county
Correctional facilities, basically you don't want to fuck
propel
Through the north facility, the city must suffer at the hand
Of the Chief's command, volts is in
At 3 minute intervals the heat intenses
problems
come down to ambition more than facility
and I'd like to think that my falling
is just a natural decline in my mobility
but that would excuse me
chillin' in front of every facility
Joeys from Trinity so he reps Forrest
You could save the best for us
But you still better place your bets on us
Impeccable with words yet susceptible to slacking off
Cough-cough
No Covid, just loss
Loaded all my feelings up, bottled, ship it off
To the packaging facility
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