Lyrics:
the earth
In a peaceful state of mind
Nearer the church farther from god
We're just passengers around here
I wasn't even born until yesterday
Blindfolded by
heavy
For any to carry
My father and I drifted apart
We became strangers in a house plagued by anger
So I rode to that sidewalk and prayed to belong
mentality
You know? You have to be like the animal kingdom
You've got to fight, or flight
You gotta have that. Women and men
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yea
Yeah
to die
Or live like ghetto zombies
In the house of the Lord
I make relationships with Allah and pray hard
Even though I'm at odds
With what I know
It's gonna be a good year for Santa Claus
At our house there's hardly room for another gifts 'neath the tree
But when I was a boy one year he nearly
da
La di da do la lot dot da da
Lot da da da di da
He had a key for the house down by the River he made for her
He liked to be treated just like a king
serious? Your Mum)
I ain't answering anymore of your questions,
You know what? I have a question
Who's idea was it to get in the charts,
By rhyming
If you down with the rich man
And that can be rich in anything
Don't you take too much
If you laugh at a poor man
And that can be poor in anything
‘cause there’s gotta be something
And by the time I’m out the game, see
There’ll be probably be nothing
I’m tryna move to the left and
Keep y’all in
At age 13 turned fiend, dreamed nights M.C'ing
Reciting rapper's delight enticed by limelight
Ambitious visions of vinyl 12 inches
Since Yellowman
da girl be cookin and cleanin
cleanin and cookin
she be constanly dushin and cleanin her pussy
and when she step on the scene everybody be lookin
flown by Travolta
Flow with a vocal assault of the microphone and controller
Harder to handle than a loaded revolver coated with Sulphur
You in a house
He's a kid, with a dream
but he's different from the average teens
Upper class, respected family fancy house,
they've got the money
but his life is
flown by Travolta
Flow with a vocal assault of the microphone and controller
Harder to handle than a loaded revolver coated with Sulphur
You in a house
I take an eye off my shit
House of Game b-Legit
Fixed rate mortgage three percent
when I was alone
But I'll leave that here in this old house with everything I own and set it on fire
Now I wasn't even walking yet when I started
movin
Everybody getting comfortable starting throwin up nice and full
Start dancin wild motherfuckers smile next thing you know
They dincin too smoking
the end of the night, we'll be glad we drank 'em
Red Bull vodkas, got 'em on the house (got 'em)
Beers on tap, yeah, we ain't keepin' count
No matter
Wake and bake
Safe to say
Class'll be real dope today
Virgil on my desk
Next to a few joints I rolled previously
Woke up at the crib on Morningside
of the house
Back pack on my back, you know what I’m ‘bout
I’m young, dumb, and wild
A millennial child
Not a care in the world
With this porcelain smile
Six
of the story
From the mistakes that lead to the glory
By any means so that means it’s get gory
Mask on now I feel like I’m Voorhees
I’m in the house but name
Today I met this girly and she's really not my type
But she somehow, she makes my heart go crazy
Yeah unh
I can't lie I think you caught me by surprise
I
away
It's gonna be a long night so find something to say
Well, Luke was a kid with a lot of friends
And he used his looks as a means to an end
But don't
Sweet pushcarts gently gliding by.
The great big city's a wondrous toy
Just made for a girl and boy --
We'll turn Manhattan
Into an isle of joy.
We'll go
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