Lyrics:
But first, I'd like you to meet my friend Bob (huh?)
Say hi, Bob (hi, Bob) Bob's thirty and still lives with his mom
And he don't got a job, 'cause
Two distinct visions
Of everything
Which is also nothing
The light in my eye
Requires darkness
At the back of my mind
My days draw another line
In
EL Mode(Freedom)
You know Revs is all I talk about
Tell me more of Lord Adam
Tell a Vision of New Salem
Live forever my New Anthem
Touch the Hem
annoying
Can't you see it's my mind you're destroying?
Adam, Adam, please calm down
Can't you see we're just playing around?
This is just a game, no need
the sword in my hand don't stab
Cos the edge ain't sharpening
Tryna find the truth in an element
Not enough so we keep rationing
I was tryna live by
everything I had
Has been taking by lust
And it's getting harder
To fight that
Got me thinking back
To seventh grade
I just wanna get my life back
Thirteen,
Everything we did, how we live
All this smoke got a scent
All that smoke kept a scent
Everything I spoke, what I meant
Never disguise my intent
Lines
the real story
(Stop Bhad Bhabie)
Finally reached out to my dad
We met at the mall on some other shit
Pissed off by his tattoos 'cause they had
a clue
How to live by the rules, me and you
We could never be two, who's counting im a fool you
Doubting, couldn't see the mountain I was climbing
from man repentance, while
Others cry to exercise my third eye by hearing lullaby
Then I magnify inside, became intelligent and wise
Transform from
Adam's son, kingdom come
In my darkest hour, power reigned down high
I'm talking sipping, talking that tripping, talking that binging two weeks time
and the Superbowl, like the first reports before the blackout when TV was live and everything was heightened, and it was soâ?¦ euphoric.
stare right at Me in my eyes while you cream all over my dick
I fell in love with you, When you didn't even love yourself, Everything about you sexy
You
Oh baby, oh baby, I just need your tender lovin'
To keep me sane in this burnin' oven
When my time is up, be my reaper
Like Adam's work on God's
like that I'm shy
No one by my side, everyone is blind
Apathetic lives don't reach out to neighbour
I apologize, I shouldn't have been born
Why am I
also worked
At some hotel
And she's still alive
She lives in Florida
Hi, Bubbie
And my parents
They hustled
You know
My mom studied
Chemical
“Don’t let up, we got history
But know that when I’m gone
My life gone be apart of history
Save yourself the misery
From crying over spilled milk
Yolanda
and Adam and D. were born to M.C.
And my body and soul and mind are pure
Not polluted or diluted or damaged beyond cure
Just lyrics from I to you recited
tolerance keep peeking but
Doctors quit seeing us now we seek illegal buzz
My pharmacist is in the streets to fuel addictive tendency’s
By any means heal my
girlfriends wanted me
I waited less on the couch
Watching TV
And more in bed
Dreaming of Bible stories
My Father had taught me
Eve's transgression and
Adam's
hard to lode a love
I'm gon' stay strong and pray to the lord
Cause everything he does is for a cause (Yeah)
Adam Ikenser, that was my dog (My nigga)
maintain knowing God won’t change.
A concrete jungle’s where I live,
I wipe tears from my face,
Suppressing feelings,
Praying to God to help me find
old smokin' squares, and by thirteen smokin' water
By fourteen I was a busy boy in somebody daughter
Rockin' them black Stacy Adams and that fresh
guided.
54 And recall that Moses said to his people, “O my people, you have done wrong to yourselves by worshiping the calf. So repent to your Maker,
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