Lyrics:
By the time I did, heard that you had a kid
By some nigga in Decatur
Who replied, "See you later", when he got the good news, that's life shit
Now,
it made, rockin the place
With more dope rappers to match every pram chillin at collonades
It's Certified Wise, no need to tell you again
Because
and I got to meet Jay-Z and he said
"Oh, you a real soulful dude"
And he, uh, played the song 'cause he already spit his verse by the time I got
Make it feel like the most cynical place
Proseco in my cup
Ex all on my case
Imma eat this bitch up with my
Original glaze
another language
That you only learn by living
With years of pain and anguish
It's a skill you have to earn
Called 'the art of being anxious'
Cuz it burns
that's my shit
8 tracks, tracks that are filled with my soul, my sweat, my blood and my tears
every little track of this fucking album is pretty
purple
One hit, take me away
To another time, another space, another day
One more hit, blow me away
I could find another place
So you can find another way
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
the Sweat and effort of
The cook or chef
The food is placed with purpose upon a plate, by another as a Finished product
The last stage of producing art is
that good stuff ... original art
work and all that good stuff! Well, you are again the proud owner of number four, Run To The Hills - Total
Eclipse,
First album did better than what I thought it would do
Guess it's because I knew I had so much to prove
Expectations are higher on album two
So I
places
The money and the fame made us all change places
How could it be? Through the misery that came to pass
The hard times make a true friend afraid
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
Real motherfucking G's
Real motherfucking G's
Real Motherfucking G's
Hey yo doctor, here's another proper crack
And it's phat, watch
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
He was pulling kids out of ground
When it all was over
We had to find another place
Swiss time was running on
It seemed that we would lose
in their original form
From Truecaller's servers and right back in their original places in line
It's been referred to as the Snitch app, as it has
You can do it!
Until the break of dawn
Life, Life, and I quote by the letter
Time, Time, Prozac can make it better
Noise, Noise, any kind will do
Can
Rebel, renegade, must stay paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this type of style
past this melody
Give us room to exercise our minds
Take me to another place, another time, better hooks, better rhymes
Stronger lyrics every line, you
for me and you
Another year with nothing to do
Another year for me and you
Another year with nothing to do"
In 1970, David Peel's second album came
as an outcast, outlaw
Another album out, that's what I'm about more (hey)
Gettin' raw 'til the day I see my casket
Buried as a G while the whole world remembers
back from my classes
Or at Quals or at Little 5
But then every other time he was always by your side
I knew that something had clicked
And I was
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