Lyrics:
Pheelz Mr producer
Hey son wassup this is your dad
Am writing this to motivate you whenever you are down
Just remember my story and things that
Your story's sad to tell,
A teenage ne'er-do-well
Most mixed-up non-delinquent on the block
Your future's so unclear now,
What's left of your
Machine against man and the
Planet's in ruins
But by then we will have mastered the craft
Of creating clone soldiers to we don't have
(to) come out
a future
When the future disappears
Conscience of the kingdom
Left the king to reappear
Truth is but a burden
Laying burden by the few
Left unto
forgot me in a sec
I swear I really thought you was the one, at least in my eyes
I'm thinking bout our future and you thinking about the next guy
the undertow
Can't spot a figure on dry land
And afterthoughts of safety
When in truth, none to be had
None to be had
I used to tell time by my shadow
as any brothers that you ever knew
It was always summer and the future called
We were ready for adventures and we wanted them all
There was so much
looters, boosters, and ghettos poppin'
King of the past, present, future, my ancestors watching
King of the culture, king of the soldiers, king
without drinking
Or one day I can stop it all just by...
This world is so damn cold, yet so beautiful
No one knows anything but, old stories no futures
to day
You ain’t seen the bitter future for our kids okay?
See my story ain’t a fun one but I tell the truth
Fifteen with a dream and it ain’t in the booth
I just cant believe you're gone
Still waitin' for mornin' to come
When I see if the sun will rise, in the way that your by my side
Well we got so
I just cant believe you're gone
Still waitin' for mornin' to come
When I see if the sun will rise, in the way that your by my side
Well we got so
amazin'! (amazin')
I'm alive, I got by with my life!
Every time I look around it seem
Like I'm in trouble, pressured by the devil.
Lord I love You
Loaded
Pull where bitch i am not pulling Over
Patnas parked at the light head on Shoulders
In the booth war stories of a soldier
Catch you leafin like
Benzes houses with plasmas
Butlers call me master
Making up for the past back to the story
I'm faced by the jury guilty
Of never giving up
I'm Kobe Bean in
I'ma tell you a story at the
End is where is begins
Two men walkin' down the street with
Pistols gripped to their hands
Murder on their mind it's
not come closer to you.
Even if I have to give my life,
We kill'em once and for all.
From son to man to conqueror
A story told by warmonger
Of those
For my part of story, i must rise again
Rising from the grave
I will never have peace if i am dead defeated
Awaken by the war that runs inside of me
I
You say you know the story of the giant that was killed by the little boy
But do you know exactly when and why Goliath fell
In his hand he held
bitches in the morning
Voice messages and by her tone I know she horny
I piece nights together when everyone tell they story
I set the trend and give props
I'll be on my way, girl, you need you a soldier
Right now I need some space, girl, I got different motives
Needed you by my side once Saini died
Pulled
by the street stories get double crossed
hands off I run with the torch
[Method Man]
They got me fed up from the head up
put up or shut up
to forage
Beyond the distance, my eyes persist in
Seeing visions of futures, like cities of people
And I sigh deeply, made love to so sweetly
By every
we still poor
World war, they want me to kill four
What happened to the future they always predicted
With new science fictional things and space visits
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