Lyrics:
It's worth the wait, even so far away
I'm makin’ the night mine until the day I die
No lights to brake when you're hangin’ by fate
You know what it feels
half did 'em,
That's all it took, another crook taken out over a dirty look
I bag game with niggas I leave shot dead
You're not taking a fucking thing
come around for a two of the blue
I don't give a fuck if you're old or new
I'll just yawn like "blackball who?"
Put a couple dead MC's in the grave
of nut
The teacher turned around while my arm was extended
She looked me in the face and said Prince you're suspended
I said your tripping it's just
of nut
The teacher turned around while my arm was extended
She looked me in the face and said Prince you're suspended
I said your tripping it's just
and I live by the Fifth Amendment
Every sentence that I'm representin'
Don't get intentions that I was intendin'
No point is intended
But
Probably better off dead
Popped an e pill now I see her in my fucking head
No it wasn't a waste though, I can tell
By the smile on her face 'yeah
I can lay, lay shit down while you're going through? ...clright
It's recording? ...clright
Nothing Keep Telling Me To Stop
God Keep Telling Me
And put my ugly ass face on the album cover
With are & be top ten hits
And we had Jodeci singing all over our shit (aaahhhh!!!!)
Fuck that, though, yo,
and bitchass niggas
We gon' take a quick intermission from this album
Just something for you niggas to get some stink box to
You're on 1-800-HUSTLER, DJ
3 Victims
Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)
Chorus
3 Victims (3 Victims) 3 Victims (3 Victims) 3 Victims
to the deepest of depths
I am the Oracle
How it begins
Poking the fun at the dead at the Holiday Ins
Keeping my sins
They my brotheren philosophy ends
All I see is
forever grateful
To see him once again
You dare to stand
Before my eyes
You're one of them
Why would I trust you?
It's not like that
I can't go
treat us like opps to leave us dead in a box
Nobody love us but the hopeless, so we misunderstood
They feel like black lives don't matter, we just
you're not here to see it
And by the time you get this
I'll be so long gone and far
I'll send you a postcard
Aha, I'll send you a postcard
Hey,
eat my plate
It's hard to always stay strong I be on my face
Make me wanna stay home like I'm in the way
Cause in my head I know you're gon But you're
talkin im just workin on my album
Man i been a castle lately feel old but i just turned 18
Mind is old but face is baby never need no one to save me
Think
face
We've already got someone here to take your place
The day they blew out the brains of the king
Thousands were watchin', no one saw a thing
It
You're moving so fast now, I can't hold your image
This image I have of your face by the window
Me standing beside you, arm on your shoulder
A catalog
You're the
Reason
I got these
Doubts inside my head
You're the
Voices screaming
Bitch you should be dead
But It'll
Be the coldest day
In hell before I ever
to check
“Yeah bu-“ don’t interrupt me I’m not finished yet
You dropped an album but you’re still not bigger yet
You start up and you burn out just like
Standing face to face forever live or die.
Hold me like a child, I'm not alive until you do,
What you hold in your hand is a miracle
And it's dead
assumption
That Mos Def and Lee Majors ain't sumpin' bumpin' (yeah come on)
I know that look in your face, it's uncertainty
You wanna dance and act hard, it's
[Rich Nice]
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