Lyrics:
emergence
Superlative, you fabricated like the word absurditive
I'm rockin' this from here to where the Persians live
To Brooklyn where the merchants live
you know
A real fancy thing at that
And you know what I bet ya?
I’ll bet you she’s a real lady in the streets and a real freak in the B-E-D
Ain’t shit
it's coming your way
Open your mind
Oh my my my my mind
You've lost again you've lost again my friend
Let the sorrow pass you by
Surround it in blue
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
lay
It's hard to survive nigga or
The high where you stay
I'm important like the Pope
I'm the king of New York
I'm live from South Central
I'm a Muslim
from it, I bell-rung him
Glu’, what you cook is not as dope
Email on my phone: seei
Just push the envelope
I risk it all - bitch, get off
Lose and I get
can't knock it
Half the profit get flown out Vegas
Me and my niggaz try an' break tables
Stack chips like Connect Four
While you prick's try and whip
From my block to your block, shout out to M Extra
Who the fuck (fuck) want (want) what (what)
None of you niggaz is Be Sig' word I'm done with you
need you lady
I'm far from righteous I've committed nights just like this
Wilted by guilty conscious filthy promise filled his momma
Treating my sons
Dancing Under The Street Light (Live ya Street Life)-EDM
Written By: R. DarkaShade 07/08/2023
Live your street life
Let nobody stop you
Life is too
I come from a city where the good girls go bad
Where the bad guys are out by day and the money is out at night
Save Her From Lagos
Save Her From
My demise
Cause of suicide
I can't enjoy life
No goodbyes
I hope I weigh you down
I hope you break inside
Know that I
Hope you cry
From the afterlife
strong(Yeah! )
Yo, got my mind on a place to hide from police(Where?)
Sweatin dogs as I'm runnin cross 12th Street
Just as I approach the block
I spot a jake
interviewing people live from the street on the show a little bit later.
Yesterdays loser was Johnny. Johnny, listen up. You have been a bad boy. I don't
[Chorus]
Girl, maybe we should think about it
Oh we could be down for life
Have a couple kids and make you my wife, baby
You're beautiful lady
My
a real bitch by the way she hold me
I love my TRU niggas like I love money
if you fuck with no limit you never find nothin' funny
and I take it
strong (yeah)
Yo,got my mind on a place to hide from police(where)
Sweatin' dogs as I'm runnin' cross 12th Street
Just as I approach the block
I spot
or should I go
I'm the Man from Nowhere, but a shadow and a ghost
The Matrix got me dialing bunch of zeroes after ones
How long until my first milli, where
and reality we can live
Oh and reality TV to make us cringe
I'm ready to love, and after these last 90 days I'm all but ready to make you my fianc
And I don't
the streets
Where the little, little, little kids
Check it
Look how I wreck it on the record
Flows, sinister method
You couldn't stand in my presence
But pay
You decided to play this game
Stay away from drama
Smells like danger on the streets
Smells marijhuana
Only time will tell
Where you would be
In
all these good genetics I got no waist (waste)
I'm in a rap group like I'm Ghostface
I'm finna light up this whole place
I'm from the streets where you
your building with graffiti spray
I was baby stroller not control of race
Cortez nikes on my big wheel fisher price
Had warned me bout that curb line but
own freedom of
Choice who to listen to
You knew good from bad, fair from foul
Right from wrong
Now your mother's singing that sad song
(My baby ain't
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