Lyrics:
Waking up at 11, damn I slept in late
Check twitter for ten minutes
Then it's three o'eight
Whip up a li'l to-do list
But it fills me up with doubt
Down
[Verse 1]
I’m one week old
A look at you don’t know what’s coming
Burgers then to the arcade
A month goes by
The more time spent I see I’m
always by my side
Thanks to them my problems were solved without a fight
In my daily life, drawing cards, rolling a dice
I never lost
This is the eight
you?
If it's more than like three
Then I'm shooting a few you lookin', who?
Bitch, we hit your roof with this shit
Knock a goof off his shit
Knock your
I WROTE THE ANSWER UP ON THE BLACKBOARD
FOR EV’RY ONE TO SEE
BUT THE PRICE THEY COULDN’T AFFORD
SO I GUESS IT WASN’T MEANT TO BE
FOUND A MANSION UP
skin
Chess or poker nigga we aint playing nem
I see 2020 my lense
Energy be heaven sent
Dont middle man my blessings thru no reverend
This a coastal
lehipi
Secondly I'd like to thank the late Isaac Mthethwa
The legend Isaac Mthethwa
This track is dedicated to every man who's ever been hurt by a woman
and I'm makin' plays (damn)
Made a milly before I dropped the tape
20k before I hit the stage
Niggas only live one way
Shameless, shameless
'Dat way
ass shit
Where niggas putting them calls through, texting, all that goofy shit
Man, niggas gotta play it by the rules, man
People that losin' they
someone to say this
I ain't suckin' dick for y'all DJ's to play this (let 'em know)
My records spin like rims on an Avis
Look at me wrong, and say what's
I'm not the marry type
I'll make her sit in vinegar to get the candy tight
I'm flattered at all the chatter and comparisons
To the great, soon to see
crazy
Two to be my baby
Three you'll never let me go
Oh it's
Four you play with fire
Five higher and higher
Six and baby time will show
Why does
and stay low
I twist more caps than the 40 oco
Bitches know, could tell by the look on the thug face
The way they play it in the club, it ain't safe
3. Atlanta
Yeah mhm
I caught a case in Atlanta
Serving that Hannah Montana
Ride around town with them hammers
Light yo block up like
God sakes!!
I said 'Whoa, hold on there Chatty Baby! I said, 'How old are you anyway guitar?' And that guitar said, 'I was born in '37, on the road by
be
Only nigga that can take a still picture in three-D (What?)
If need be I'm leavin the party with Cindy (Who is that?)
Cocky bowlegged long hair
marine core C4, even blow this spot with the beat rocking at 3,4
Canvas the flow, like the ghost of Michaelangelo
This is the anthem, Immortal Technique
A farmer lived in the North Country,
Hey ho, bonny-o,
He had daughters one, two, three.
One was as bright as is the sun,
And coal black grew another
you came, I think it's by time you swang
And do your thing everything gon' be okay, everything gon' be okay
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Now baby how you
[Verse Three]
Alcohol and weed is my vices
to see my daughter smile is priceless
I leave the nicest lifeless
Return like Christ in a crisis
Take this
I bought the CD, downloaded the mp3
I even bought the import from the Japanese
I read the bio to see what you're all about
Let's put it this way
couldn't really make no pay
I knew a dude that worked at the super market
Makin minimum wage, livin poor and starvin
He stopped by my house and told me he
[Verse 1]
I hit the block and all you see is some shiney shit
You can't look my way too long 'cause it'll blind you quick
Everythang I drive, betta
a nigga die?
Getting shot by my nine
Verse 1: Young Noble
Hey yo
Who want to fuck?
Who in the truck?
Who in a rush?
Who in the cuffs?
Nigga, who
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