Lyrics:
I ain't comb this shit in damn near a year
Sideburn zig-zag, I leave the next man with his heels up
Brain dead, and be reincarnated at a speed bump
I ain't comb this shit in damn near a year
Sideburn zig-zag, I leave the next man with his heels up
Brain dead, and be reincarnated at a speed bump
uh, a traditionalist who believes in the future
Who believes in what hip-hop was and can still be
So we're here in this modern time
Thinking about
And I just want to let y'all know
Who I came down here with
I slid in here with Lord J
And Alamo with the A
And I came to get wreck, like this
I'm
seems like everything is all Satan
[1st Verse]
In the new millennium
You can't play with nobody's mind
Man
Deliberately messing up a good thing
up in here taking this shit for granted
Be careful what you wish for 'cause that shit will get handed
Peace and love on my chest like its branded
When
wicked, uh, uh, uh, uh (Ayy V, light 'em up)
Skinny jeans, white tee, G Nikes, Glock
Wanna meet Jesus? Be my opp
She don't speak English, she speak
How to read English fast
To sound professional
I don't know, just need to try, just need to try
And do not look back
Well, I will read everything
timid and hesitant as she stumbled
Through a sentence in English
At the cash register
A Winnie the Pooh journal these are the
Things I remember when I
that before I catch court cases
Locked up by Caucasians, claustrophobic
Boxed in like a new Porsche rollin'
Stones on my wrist, iceberg, Titanic frozen
K
line up and pucker
Sucker MC's, I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad (mutha-)
Mutha-, mutha-, muthaf-
Now I was never solo, I was always in a group
So now you new
line up and pucker
Sucker MC's, I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad (mutha-)
Mutha-, mutha-, muthaf-
Now I was never solo, I was always in a group
So now you new
my good car in the front yard
Block it up on jacks
Then I'm gonna take me a couple wheels off
Roll 'em down into the creek
I'm gonna bust a couple
Just off the western end of Kensing Square
A rendezvous was set for Crist and Howe
By lantern light they planned the whole affair
A journey far in
gonna pay
I dropped this bud
Strain in his brain and shed it off
And have them slangin' guns to them
Females wouldn't set it off i do dirt
And tied up his
The Law prepares our hearts for the Gospel, best believe that
Wake up believers stop the gimmicks and the diversions
Most of our modern Gospel methods
from my home.
I'm new in this town, and all by myself I roam
I came here to Ås, to study nature laws
It's a long way from home,
No one understands my
There'll be no weapon
Formed against you
They're just here
To test you
They can't oppress you
We're saved
By the Blood of Yeshua
Praise a Hallelujah
This is
chilling with
See you thinking bout money, but I'm talking time
In 2020, I'm in two different pair a digms
Count the ticks as I crank up your think tank
That
Y'all know by the flow who's the master
I can feel it in the air, it's coming, I'm here
You're running and scared, to me it's nothing prepare
For your
Not a company alive that could change the socialist arrangement of my brain and motivations here to fight for reparations till the day im in my grave
it to the right sensation
Frequencies on radio stations
Air waves play my favorite paintings
Anything for entertainment
Needles up my brain full
you're a fuckin' friend arn't ya
Bringing me out here in the middle of the fuckin' night what for
Sikterlan ah Hey Sikterlan
What What's that mean
Oh you
sorta spiritual facades
No thought moments in my brain for no name fakes
Rinse 'em down wit ma wordplays like a cascade (splash)
Flood their fake chains
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