Lyrics:
Nich' (hey)
The super duper, Superfly break loose
I'm deeper than Roots
Skywalk on niggas like I'm Luke
Punk, I flow rhymes all the time
Gettin mines
Get
Don't deny yourself, learn to apply yourself
Or end up by yourself, I multiply the wealth
I got the titles, deeds, licenses and policies
Complete
more
'Cause you know what time it is
Don't even front muthafucka
You think by getting with my enemy
That will get you some love with my heart
Nigga? FUCK
He followed her by and
How will I get to your chamber love
How will I get to your bed
When your father he locks the door at night
And the keys lie
Tonight
They taking all their time
They gonna stay here for a while
Town full of old punks living normal life
Leave your esteem by the door
Ain't gonna
up a punk rock guitar, I'm playing punk rock songs
You know I followed in the blueprint, got a few degrees
From expensive liberal art universities
to them punk fans
When I'm still so hood, so good it's ridiculous, still iniculous
That means three times doper than your favorite mc riding round with
to them punk fans
When I'm still so hood, so good it's ridiculous, still iniculous
That means three times doper than your favorite mc riding round with
line by line
I'm still tryna vent my spites
And this mind of mine
Burns out quick and sheds no light babygirl
Think it's time to let this go
Scripted
to you
You cannot stop me, sire
Your time is up
I see right through you
Though Resolute you may pretend
To be inside your walls
The people soon
'm restored I wanna see more
Wanna explore, standin by the ocean shore
It looks life heaven just opened it's doors, shinin on me
I'm like a diamond homey
off into the horror
Ya'll punks sore you snitches I ignore
Cuz they just a whore chatting shit once more
And I ain't got time for that so I'm out
Sweat beading since you been away
Internal bleeding
Memories racing through my mind
Pulled over by one time
'Cause they was speeding
But one time we were
gotta chunk for Christmas
Feel like huck and Jim when
They raft sunk
I’m blacked out like daft punk
if you get lucky you getting Splashed on
Singing sad
have no time for your shit
Shut your trap, bitch! Take the hint
Not impressed by the money you fake or the friends that bailed
May I suggest a hobby
Shirts and CDs and bullshit tattoos
Are not enough to get me by
Time to grab my brain, make a fucking change
End these games I always play
So from this
more and feeling less
It's a pain, in the ass,
And I wait for it to pass
But I don't know, how to change it
And I don't know, how to stop this
If I
And doze off like snores, but odds like that with these thoughts I have's
Like a giant getting squashed by ants
If this is the test of time, I'd pass with
Lights up on Washington Heights, up at the break of day
I wake up and I got this little punk I gotta chase away
Pop the grate at the crack of dawn
and punk-ass suckers that want to injure me
Step up and play me like I'm soft
Bitch I don't knock motherfuckers out, I'm knockin' motherfuckers off
Leavin'
Never realized the precious time them bitch niggas is wastin'
Institutionalize, my bitches bring me product by the bundles
Hustle hard from a cell,
a felony
But now that we together
It seems that moms in jealous
Cause he wit me now
And everyone time I g him
But when it comes to her
She even pay to see
the fuck am I gonna do man?)
We go make another gold LP nigga stop trippin nigga
Nigga we own a gold LP, nigga stop trippin!
By the time I hit
by surprise
Some self referential, incidentally obscured
Living, breathing, fully forming, blazing merit she'd call pure
This is your time
This is your
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