Lyrics:
history
tells me eight centuries of this, see...
anytime anyone upsets the status quo
you're stabbed in the back by the so-called liberal whores
i know
fell in love in a dream, but I can't remember your face
Take me for a test drive
Chew me up, spit me out
I don't need your pat on the back
I've
Sit me down
Well I know I haven't been by your side
Well I'm dragging my feet, lost my stride
I've been painting pictures in my head and falling
too quiet
Somebody show me the ground
Coz I’m blinded by the clouds
Precipitations too heavy I won’t bow (down)
Back to the lab, crowds remove my crown
in the mic
Back when I was 20 and convinced that I was right I'd put knowledge in a song and hope to blow up overnight, ah
Now I always take my time
it would be to take the city
By storm with the whole force behind you
Shorty in the trunk and on my ankle there's a nine too
'cause psychologically
where I'd be
Dead or in the penetentiary
From shootouts wit my enemy
Squeeze until my clips empty
But would they give sin to me
By the hands that was
the loved ones lost
To the heroes in Pittsburg, you took it by far
The world state y'all, yeah, we took 'em head on
Your names will live forever, thanks for
brother's mother tongue
philaphaphica is a riot that laughs in the day-to-day business
amen (amen)
negative (negative)
three names of Names
I try and try
unapologetic
Okay, let me take it back just a little bit
In case you don't believe what I say, let me explain how I've been ripped to shreds
It started back when
Yeah, if these walls could spit bars
I talk about my life
And that shit made me a star
Number one in the section that
I'm from by far
I thought niggas
(Timeless)
I can't go back
Saggy denim, 1995
I be all in 'em, L. L. on the side
With my Tommy boxers or my Calvin Klein
Ooh, baby, ooh, baby,
puff in size the books of maliky identified with
my allies like rabbies niggas there for
stand by giving bad eye ta ya black eye a the forces aboard
how I felt
And oh, hi comment section
Did you know your words describe you and not me and bounce back
'Cause in life we project our insecurities
though
Can't rewind when I feel low
Sit back thinking where did the weeks go
On track with Pat bring the sweet flow
Guess I been slow figuring it out
the strap on my shoulder
I paint your shit up
Now his ass finna turn yo ass over
I'm in a SR I'm finna upgrade my motor
I'm in the projects where I grew up
Yo
Yo
This for all the girls I know that would never tell me no
Who post photos wit' quotes by Marilyn Monroe
Swear they ain't diggin' for no
hit the skids
Living in the project with my two little kids
It's not what I would have chose
Now you have to call me Rose
I was the boss
And I've been quoted for the criminal suggestions that were made to me
And by your other people's projects
You are mostly trusted and complex
And damn
them 8treyz from back in the days
When was the last time we on honored our slaves
Told our kids about the pages they've changed
I don't say accept
far fetched
Family done came a long way from the projects
To stop here, how do you stop fear when it's in my ear
Blatantly baitin' me faithfully shadin'
back what's mine
In the end it's just me
And what's left of my dreams
With the wind and the sky
And the places I've seen
Gather dust 'til your cocoon
range out from project buildings never found the weapon
The devil's outside and he's blocking all my blessings
Them people show up asking, we're
Full moon when I'm up fuck the daytime
Cujo in game now its playtime
Sat back had to listen to their lame rhymes
I been off the bean since age nine
I
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