Lyrics:
and I don't have enough time
To tell you all I want to, ain't no way to rewind
The way it seems to taunt you, the world is not kind
At moments, it can
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You're crazy it is for you to kneel for
Some things are going wrong, and I don’t feel fine
The evils of the world corrupting young minds
Most of my people struggling to get by
Embracing
me in my ass
But I remain the same
Kinda hard to stay sain
In dis world of gaining by tha ones u step on
Dat ain't how I get dwn
If I'm wrong I'll say
wishing upon lucky star
Midnight drinks by the candlelight, i want something tonight, investors being guided
By higher self and ancestors, her ways were
just to let the whole world know
That we all got something to
Be grateful for so lift your voice
Couldn't possibly remember all
The things You've
to keep her
When your little
Girl make you mad
And you get an attitude
And pack your bags
Five little children
That you're leaving behind
Son,
She gone make it hot in any weather
And she a dime piece yeah
She a little devil
She gone make it hot in any weather
Yeah she gone make you pop
You and me don't see eye to eye
On every little thing
We've missed a lot of sunshine
And caught a lot of rain
If you want to leave
I can't
And that's from the top dollar with honors and scholars
Ginuwine a little something for the ladies
And the players too
You got to do it
Preach
Yea better
Man, anyone that know me know the only thing
I give a fuck about in this phoney world is
If I lose my way (I'm half-baked)
I know this all amounts
Dollars bein the pancake rapper
You little pancake rappers tryin to diss me
When you've never even met me and I
Still give you a handshake after
I'm just
the passing of something, and all that remained was this gaunt quiet.
I looked up, and saw a third machine. It was erect and motionless, like the others.
see my scars
Like the ones on my Lord
All praise give glory
That’s the end next story
We not yet done
But we will be shortly
Christ is fun
The world got
again a little older now
You give me dap but still too
Young to be your friend
But I ain't trippin' off it 'cause
I got couple bitches off it
They ask me
alone or lonely
That′s just something I don't experience, kind of feeling of alienation
No matter how strange the world outside gets
I know that there is
just came back from Africa
So I know something real now,
So I ain’t chasing after ya
Cause I know I’m that deal now ay!!!
Give it a shot, c’mon, go
It's G. Code
Third Rell with me
Back at it
I see a hater it's see ya later I got to get it
Cause I remember times when I ain't have a pot to piss in
that I chose feels so long
Inspired by the lights and the people back home
This business told me to never give it up
It may seem hard but never give
middle school just watched me trip and kicked me hard
Except this girl named Crissie Li, who flips around at her desk
And gives me the world’s biggest
My soul is a masochist
Living in a world of a sadist
My mental thoughts
The leap of the soul
To the third dimension requires pain
In this dirty game
are small compared to
Third world birth rates
I don't swing a basic verbal sword
That has no worth mate
I don't swing a basic verbal sword
That has no
you like I do
Ima show you daily
Drop you off at an arcade
You can't play me
Keep the tokens
Third eye woken
Freak the world
And keep it stroking
intelligent and street
The beg a nigga say less
So fuck it object
Just be coming correct
Just be coming correct man
I be switching subjects
Second to third
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