Lyrics:
Aston Martin king, Luther with dreams
The young Denzel the way I move through scenes
I'm like a preacher that once was a fiend
A story of change that
culture, build the homeless a home
I'm not runnin', for Congress or the President
I'm just here, to tell the world, how my story went
You see, first it
Heed the word of Elijah
Said, "these jacks and mammoths make liars"
Their plan was to leave the accelerants and then blame us for the fire
Slowly all
by death and upstaged by his wife
The man did his best to
Muster some kind of strength
But it was no use and as the
Wooden beams creaked beneath his
[Chorus]
We plot and we plan, but everything's controlled by higher powers
No matter how much you hate it, its evident and its blatant
We plot and we
laughing
Back when she was somebody's sister
Countin' change at the lemonade stand
Probably somebody's high school first kiss
Dancin' in a gym where
Murderer
Blood is on your shoulders
Kill I today you cannot kill I tomorrow
Murder
Your insides must be hollow
How does it feel to take the life
Murderer
Blood is on your shoulders
Kill I today you cannot kill I tomorrow
Murder
Your insides must be hollow
How does it feel to take the life
Overdone is for me
It's for the long nights fixing bass and tweaking the keys
It's for the reddit posts and iPhone notes tuning out class
It's for
what's the world comin' to
Girls with guitars, mothers tend to worry ?bout girls with guitars
Well, Saturday night she followed her brother
It was socks
hanging onto trees like a Christmas ornament
Skipping class, selling sacks like it was cool
Fool Knowing damn well my school wasn't condoning it
If I
Let me tell you how it started, and how it was we lost
Two years ago with the most expensive cost
The whole world's in jeopardy, move against
I was turning nineteen, on a cold December night
Burning like kerosene for nearly half of my life
And I barely had the GPA to make it out of Eugene
don't pull up to my crib
They ain't see the wooly that bih was concealed
They ain't see the wooly, just know that it's here
Bad bitch like to get high
us nun bout no test when we was in class Wait she was serious thought it was jokes that's word to sinbad
Class done but during office hours ima spin
Things that make you go, hmm
I was in the crib, sittin' by the fireplace
Drinkin' cocoa on the bear skin rug
The door bell rang, who could it
Things that make you go, hmm
I was in the crib, sittin' by the fireplace
Drinkin' cocoa on the bear skin rug
The door bell rang, who could it
Picture little me watching the tv screen just imagine seen Eddie murphy in a scene
Imagine how I wanted to be the
Meteor man to making it rain
See
with the tears of sorrow, I quite enjoy it.
I was never meant to belong.
Odd shaped pieces never fit the puzzle of life society's built on.
So here I sit
Had to get it how we did, I was smoking packs with your bitch by the freeway
Leeway, lemme do my own shit
And i got it on my own so I dont really owe
Is this the right light I'm in
Is this the right time I'm in
How can I find a win
Find it where you can find it in
But we was just kids then
We was
Gervin…
Look at it shake, look how it move OMG she should be in a circus…
Twirl it around, drop it back it down , Bring that ass up now!!
Twerk in one
back she going to need her a rope
I don't care what you say I don't care how it goes
Pushing weight in the gym got a lot on my chest
I ain't never pledge
Lemme tell you bout my life n how this really all happened
Was never trappin my actions was in the gym tryna practice
I would shoot 100 shots in
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