Lyrics:
Shootin movies how I live, directing shit like paramount
Never step outside the crib unless they pay a fair amount
Gotta check up with my momma
doubt
I'm directing you down
Ya gotta go south, Ya gotta go south, Go south my son
Bank finally said hey sorry friend
You owe too much money on the back
Fill my life anew
Come manifest your power
Directing all I should do
You lead me to the cross
You show me the grace, the grace that has saved me
Inhabit
Again above the field the bird of war circles
By directing one's eyes to overgrown ground
Raven - dark wanderer, seeker of dartstorm, what you see
Said, I don't got the time for you and your lies I only see red
Directing the line I ain't in my prime so you niqqas dead
The one of a kind you
now
I lost my step for a moment
but I caught myself
You thought you
Saw me tripping
I was just re directing
leave the past now
Every time I'm down
I
from
Town to town directing traffic with your eyes
From diner porches and the coffee shops
All the locals love to hate
Cause that's my fate
And I'm
my mind's directing
Started from conception
Thick fog clouds my scattered intentions
Back track
Maybe their lessons
Too bad I'm never paying any
She wants Sex, Love, Ecstasy
She wants Sex, Love
She wants Sex, Love, & Ecstasy
She's bringing out my complexities
But tell me where is she directing
the background, that's a picture that you can't take
With YE and Hype Williams directing each take
And God directing each step that we take
I'm a king,
these boys can’t get on my level
They never could
All white phantom directing it
Through the hood
Real soft leather my dash is cherry wood
Big four 5th
ricocheted between your thighs.
Her phantom head!
Is thinking for all mankind I saw her portrait in the Mail
Her phantom head was directing the holiest
out loud
Loud
You were just my beautiful guest star
But then you dropped out
Just ran away from the screen
And here I am directing my alienation
Not a reserve, ima starter,
Directing traffic, Coach carter,
Competition, I’m harder,
Immature, not a father,
Common sense, i know I’m smarter,
look right
Hands up hands up now
The way she be directing
Cash in hand put the money inside
Don't wait
The clock is ticking yeah
I'm all up on you
This
not to call
You ain't comin' home til the fall
And you might not get back home at all
Lulu’s back in town
Instrumental
Did you find your directing
Is There Someone who Knows?
Is there someone who's directing this world?
Hey Hey did you see who has planted me out here?
All around my petals
Tried to love like the rest of the world
A picture perfect romance
I tried directing the play but the lines were all wrong
I tried to make
never met you
I wish I could forget you
And what you said
You're directing your complaints to me
I should walk away, I could easily
Never hear a word you
Directing traffic to pass the time
Pushing the hours till you're mine
Watching the water to get clean
Directing traffic to find out what it all
When I am awake who is pulling the strings
And when I am asleep who's directing my dreams
And why are you cast as the lead
And why are you cast
I'm the moose
Yep I see how you're acting so bastard Imma ask ya
One question...man how did that help ya
Nailed it
Without directing nada
I just said
From the bottom of my coffee cup
And spread em out like paint in the pouring rain
Directing my own symphony
I got no better place to be
Ain't nothin'
a condom
I keep protection
N she gone keep sucking on it
Til it's erected
N imma put the camera on her
Like I'm directing
Lights camera action
She
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