Lyrics:
the cream of the planet Earth
Father of civilization, God of the universe
Manifesting thoughts with my infinite styles
Making sure this travels, only
man by
The side of the road
Just where he came from nobody knows
He's so picturesque, a physical wreck
A dirty old bloke with no self-respect ow!
Oh
Drizzy, even toured with Cole
Then I give a girl my soul
And next thing you know I'm turnin' 28 years old, woah
Gettin' older, things I seen make me turn
sound in the crew
With Magic Wand, had it going on (Old school)
Bringing the freaks out at night
Rapper's Delight
Fly girls were giving hip hop a new
turned 13, mothafuck 12, nigga
My driveway cost a couple million just in cars
That loud weight, I just drop some chicken in that hole
Fly by you in
something
I must hold on to
Gonna hold on him
No matter what you do
The old courthouse was crowded
As the judge reviewed the case
In a year
step-dad
When I was 10 years old, I started to feel the hunger
Got a little older, man, the force got stronger (yeah)
And me and my rap partner wasn't
God damn, god damn, conversations with legends
Crazy how one day your idols can turn into your brethren
Bitches we severing, hit up my jeweler,
Happy with no teeth, happy here in hibernation
Slurpin' on a peach, starin' at the situation
Kitty at my foot, meowin' out a conversation
Rockin'
understand that?
Interfering with nature
We're so self-important so self-important
Everybody's going to save something now
Save the trees, save the
Bees, save
The never changing smile of all my old familiar friends
But I suppose that death is just as real in Olive Hill as it is in some big city by a mill
I'm
boy
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and merk to get merked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my ways, but
that I can't watch us bleed to death
When we used to be
Brooklyn nights happy
I found an old pair of
Keys in my purse that opened
The walkup we
the cream of the planet Earth
Father of civilization, God of the universe
Manifesting thoughts with my infinite styles
Making sure this travels, only
and ask you
If you want to take a chance on me
Or start a conversation
With an old time melody
I'll treat you like a newborn child
Show a lot
and ask you
If you want to take a chance on me
Or start a conversation
With an old time melody
I'll treat you like a newborn child
Show a lot
traveling
The world, where we’ve been and where
We would like to go
BUT both of us were in jail … crazy!
My next conversation didn't go so well as I
Was
and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that being said, my nigga, let me ask this question
same old guy
It's 'cause I don't know how anymore
I don't know how, yeah
I've had my beliefs tested, my faith broken in half
I try to joke and I
on the Book I would follow and look till I found my tombless dead.
For Bill was a dainty kind of cuss, and his mind was mighty sot
On a dinky patch with
Goddamn, goddamn, conversations with people
Crazy how one day, the legends forget that they equal
On this Under Pressure sequel
We not taking it
chair tied in a suburban drinkin' burban
I'm only three and gotta chip Motorola
A hoochie babysitter with snitches by the stroller
Lyin cryin
Old friend, never lost or forgotten
Over a year has gone by and we haven't talked and I
Extend my emotions out to you
And share the truth
I'm stuck
to grab my old school tape
Mad with no music, but happy cause free
And the streets to a player is the place to be
Got a knot in my pocket, weighing
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