Lyrics:
the game, birth death, switch back
And while your in let go of everything that holds you back
I know when I'm here there ain't time for kickback
Spending all
Thinking bout Younger years
Before I drift to Work
Adolesense Innocence
I never use to Hurt
Either Chuck T's
Nike's and Plaid Shirt
Grandmas Cooked
why the frown?
In the last ten-thousand years
You're the first one to change this town
You can do this, now I know it
For your story has just begun
Nigga you know the motto
Nigga you know the motto
Hustling is in my blood hustling in my genes
Nigga you know the motto
Get money by any means
blow me away
Saved from the interim
Tween birth and death, watch me decay
Our lives are limited
But only by our bodies
Meat prisons for the mind
Illusion
Hello listeners, this is Horst Grabosch with a foreign voice. Like a late message after death - read by a robot. We know that from science fiction
Life
Born a high Chief in a state of Missouri
Forever Royal from birth starts my story
Baptized by soul, indoctrinated by jazz
But we all know hip hop's
Some lost their lives and some were angels
All in one accord man we all thank ya
Some way some how man may God bless ya
Ten O Seven Man there no greater
exist, you have no place in this, come on look at the list, my birth was even a risk
Given the rope told not to choke, keep eyes forwards, but still have
shall by any means hurt you.
CHORUS:
Victory is mine - Oh yeah
Victory is mine - common 2x
Victory today is mine
And I told Satan
You are defeated
birth to sin, let sin give birth to death.
Spill forth the filth.
Sing me the sirens opus,
Make us feel truly godless.
Embrace thine flesh.
We promise
call it dope boi magic
I get it nine in tha' mornin' by night it just plastic
How you do that I call it dope boi magic
I'm fresh ta death everyday
wasn't based she would still be alive
But now the street is a place you could be swallowed by death
Brothas takin' each other's lives
And goin' to REST
knew this kid was swift
Paid was how his mind logged, so he got his grind on
But now it's years later,
I say "Hey" ta him
He flash his fronts fulla AU,
you ain't
Praying for my death wish, you already knew where I was headed
Suffer these fields, with said they burning me
May for birth, forreal inept we
No more problems can I solve 'em
Check my phone and death is calling
No more problems can I solve 'em
Check my phone and death is calling
No more
the force
An imitation is the greatest form of flattery,
That’s how I’ve been rappin’ for 10 years; and kept my sanity
[Chorus]
You gotta, hope for
and the little I have seen
Keep driving, keep driving
Don't stop keep driving
Oh yeah keep driving
A lonely lamppost bows down its head
Encircled by darkness
game here
Nigga I'm not no pimp i
Pimped fifteen years ago
Nigga, I got DEGREES in
Playaand pimpin on niggas
Hoes, err'y nigga get in my face
I'll play
I'm cursed to this earth to work from death to birth my hands they hurt from dust and dirt my skin bleeding
So this is like a letter to my self in 10
a never endin game of death, do or die
So if you kill, be prepared for that final ride
Chorus (2x)
R.i.p. 2pac, nigga, eazy-e, segram, mr. see
And my
bugging the most
You see me stressing in this bed listen huddle in close
I got confessions, regrets, that I take to my death
Cause this profession, thest
Destroying Natural Order, Ten-Thousand years in the wrong direction -
So is it greed? Is it Necessity?
Living angry at myself to survive.
I never think, I'm
And we fly beyond the restless shadows
We fly beyond the stars
We fly beyond the birth of the worlds
So old I ́ve become
Thousand years staring into
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