Lyrics:
giving texts
I'm reffin' you fuckin' peasant
I'm present, you fuckin' reffin'
Wait, I'm not a present
My presence is not a gift
More like a gust of wind
"Today, my mother killed me"
If I'm alive by the time you find this, it's a miracle
What else can be said, a vision quest with infrared
I
a band
Then threw some parties and stole some more
From the ones
Who had cared for us
So don't ask me how I feel
Cause we've been through it all before
(Remix - Remastered)
Wakin up on a Monday again, and thinkin it was on a Sunday i'm in
Sleepin' with the stress and believin' one day i would somehow
My world
i'm building up my own world
My world
I'm building up my own world
and i don't go by your books 'cause i've got my own rules
in my world
can I get it sold plat'?
It ain't no quarter time-out, once I climb out
The garbage can with two 9's out and blow ya spine out, uh
I got you cats by
punks when the rap bump
Springin on the rhyme I bowl man
Gifted when I'm lifted off a spliff hit,
Reminisce shit, riff with dipshits
This shit is
time you fucking checked
Your gas tank
But check me out I'm more than fueled
Like Exodia mixed with Yu-Gi-Oh, I came to duel
You can be mad all you want
as c-cancer
You were sorta Punk Rock
I grew up on Hip Hop
But you fit me better
Than my favorite sweater and I know
That love is mean (uh oh)
And love hurts
residential drug pusher
You kids, they buy from me
Base of coke, a slam of seed
They know I've got the cure
Just a punk, I'm untouchable by the law
Court room
bitches lookin' fine
I hit the corner one more time to see the booty from behind
Got to the corner, hit the switch and made it jump
I got the JVC's
more, and baby girl I had the hots for
But I'm really not sure, who she spread the twat for
Heard it was a kid across town named Hector
But I don't
will be enough
At least be enough I will be enough
Middle school was the worst
Always surrounded by jerks
They would threaten to jump me, punk me
Their
Know’ and ‘Pop The Trunk’
And I was gone, no turning back, Shady Records for life
By that time I’d picked up the pen and began to write
‘Kings Never Die’
Time moves pretty fast
It wasn't very long ago we thought we were "United"
Strange...how times have changed
But if one thing's stayed consistent,
It's more traction for me, I'm stiff armin' punks
High steppin' through the end zone
I been grown, I'm so dirty you don't even know my skin tone
It's
Well, I'm a bluegrass rebel with a punk rock soul
Hitting up Tinder, gonna take control
Swipe left, swipe right, yeah, I'm on a spree
Got a bunch
why I left yo ass in the past with your snatch drippin'
I played a simple beat but you couldn't catch the rhythm.
I guess you're more attracted
your bluff
And when it comes to rhymes (Brick City)
Yo, don't scandalize mine
I spent too much time
Straight talk with the catch to etch my line
huggie, runnin who?
Fuckin punk, get a speed bump comin through
A single shot make your knees knock, respect wu
[redman]
Aiyyo I put it on a nigga, shit it
Ugh, what up y'all?
Yeah (Soundtrakk, what's poppin', baby?)
Y'all ain't know
I go by the name of Lupe Fiasco
Representin' that First
Black Flag's in my speakers blarin' "Gimme some more"
Nowadays I stay blazed, a hundred ways, my brain's crazed
Gone like those punk days, I'm stackin'
into the Sun for the first time.
Sitting in the corner, hoping not to be noticed.
Still getting kicked out by Gordon.
Come back when you're 18 lads.
means it foreclosed
I remember when it happened to mine
I had some handles on me but my shot was wack at the time
Them hand me downs was too big my stock
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