Lyrics:
Headin' down to the river, feelin' all undone
Might be for the best if I just stare into the sun
So I can't see, what a fool you made of me
Phrasemaking
Wondering and pondering
How things might should go on
Not really having fun
Endlessly
Gazing up the staircase
Of tomorrows pros
shit's all hype dude
Meanwhile the wrist all spiteful
Just be real, that shit's not like you
Man you know these things go through a cycle
Straight from
to fly I'm ready to go
Rise, we all rise
We all rise
Today's the day
Rise
Hold up I'm back to boast on these tracks like
I'm mad at em, might
crosses
That's the paradox that don't fit in your Mary box
You might not understand if you walk in this pair of socks
The Victor ain't the one that's
the way
Oh I wanna give my life away, hey yeah
It’s hard to believe when you’re scared of what might be
But you’ll never find what you need hanging
more
Than life could ever grant me
Bored by the chore
Of saving face
Today is the greatest
Day I've ever known
Can't wait for tomorrow
I might
When you hear that, that's the sound of the police
Whoop, whoop, uh, don't get handcuffed by the beast
When you hear that, that means the cops is
might be fucking some other brother
Lord knows, that I couldn't take it if I found out
Premeditated, cause I'm about to let them automatic rounds out
can't help but fart loud
So be proud, momma shake that shit
Don't feel intimidated by that boney lil' bitch
I order number three with a super-sized
Written by tiffany and nancy bryan
I've been down many roads
Sometimes life can be unkind
I didn't wonder where I'd go
Didn't know what I might find
scoped 'em
There ain't no answers this is all random evolution
Best check the chemicals in your solution
You might be prostitutin'
An excess rules
When you hear that, that's the sound of the police
Whoop, whoop, uh, don't get handcuffed by the beast
When you hear that, that means the cops is
dress?
Don't know where to start, let me get to the good parts
Might wanna cross up your legs
I've got envy, I've got greed, anything that you need
I'm s-I-c-k of my meaningless life
Where c-h-a-n-c-e-s pass me by
It's r-e-a-l-I-t-y
Presold, you are lady of terrible guilt
That's not my
show
And any nigga would be a damn fool, not to go
You rap about Amsterdam, nigga, I really been
And over there, you could get ten blunts for ten
I
In the seeds we sow by singin' dis tune
Is the cure an the healing, we treat bad feelings 'cause
You feel the pressure when you workin' from nine
show
And any nigga would be a damn fool, not to go
You rap about Amsterdam, nigga, I really been
And over there, you could get ten blunts for ten
I
it slow
But now the nights are dragging, darling
And I'm not feeling quite so strong
I'm ready for the fast track again
Through you might like to come
darkness
Caressing my vengefulness
When you're not here
As pressure destroys my mind
You conquer me every time
By mending the brokenness
Behind my
another sunrise, another chance for you to be, whatchu
want to be, cause you ain't gotta be, a follower, your the prophet of your prophecy, it might
Sound
Lifestyle by Rasheeda
Chorus(x2)
I'm checkin out yo lifestyle
O you a trojan
I know you hopin
That you get chosen
I like em frozen
Icy with tha
the black Idi Amin
Ninety-six era, not the crossover lever
chain swinger talk swing, probably wardrobe king
So what now? Industry kids'll lock it down
Move in silence, tracks covered, no fingerprints
Most are hit or miss, not what this is
Type on tour that might, hit your misses
Pack the bags, load
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