Lyrics:
(Built with thorns Built with thorns)
Can you see it in my eyes, all the pain that you cause
You may think you slip right by, but your smile is gone
excited, the world?s best surprise
and soon to be captured by your eyes
And no capturing, leave your cameras behind
The only thing you need is your body
I hurt, you can see it in a nigga's eyes
I know niggas ain't one hundred, but I act surprised
He wants clout, then we are going to drop him on his IG
S-s-s-suckers try to faze him but D won't be fazed
So what's your name? D.M.C.! The King is me!
Your High-ness, or His Majesty!
Now you can debate,
If you represent your set 'til you bite the deck
Who I be? I'm the Dee, nigga, check the file
Under G you will see not to sweat my style
I'm takin'
he's keeping that nine with him
On the rise again
I feel like my heads right by the rim swish
All of this year
Been built out of pain
Now let me see
shake do it for em
When you see him you better think of me
Cause he'll give it all anything
Anything for my everything, girl you know what's up
When you
You are not that contained, as you think
You as a person you can be possessed by
All these different ideas
You can be influenced by
All these external
It's Bad Boy South Niggaz, Ball and G
Orange Mound, the moment you been waitin for
Collaboration, c'mon now
Let's go, let's go, let's so, c
shootin' you
Niggas workin' out in them pens, stuck in they cubicles
Nigga, you killin' who? Street shit, me and Meek shit
Fuck with him, fuck around
with ease
I'm feeling free in slavery
In these clouds I can see
Chopped down to my knees
I'm crossing high above my needs
Cut the corners, I bleed these
me
But if you knew that
Tell me would you run from me
Can we get back to how it used to be
You pray that you hit him
I pray the shootings over
I
the man with the plan
Eating up all that he can?
Don't you see, don't you see
One by one
We stand beneath the sun
With arms high open wide
Two by
me, then you can suck my stack
See, I don't play too many sports, but I know how to stack
Get him cracked, we gon' get him done just like a quarterback
Lord it's because of You
See you gotta give praise to the most high
It's because of Him that you can touch the sky
It's the little things we should
fucked your mom on top her matrimonial bed
So if you see who carry dada for him head you know say you suppose to dread
The day your mama born you as you
see you out there standin' with that nigga
You just playin', right
You ain't gotta stay up, you can stay the night
Take flight, left him in the past,
fiz-ind out?
How can ya fuck a playa, playa haters better listen close
If you try to buck me, bitch, I'm outie with your fucking soul
Yes, the devil's
It's a hard knock life
And it only gets harder
You can be the savior
Or you can play the Martyr
Just watch what you pick
To be a part of
Cause kids
a fuck boy make me feel cheap enough
I don't want him
If I did I can
But I ain't just anyone and these bitches for everyone
Boy you really couldn't see my
no bacon/
Shoes worn thin/ like your soul walked in/
He can see you/ but you can't see him/
We can never sustain/ just look at the rates/
The more that
then, you stay out the streets
Lost some people, I’m tryna see some peace
We came a long way from the crease
We can’t have no privacy breach
She say,
Yeah he took her for a spin and then she took him for a roll
She said little did you know I'm a party animal
Yeah a party animal a party animal
Yeah
of glitches, I'm gon' switch cheese on whip
XD's, they got extensions, bitch on top, he did a flip
And I can't even let you run, boy you ain't hoppin' no pins
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