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tellin' me, "She ain't comin' back"
Me lookin' at my four-year-old sister
Tears runnin' down her poor little dimples
Damn memories when it was hard
For your
Yeah! Another funky song for your mind in the nine-two
And the nine-three, P-Dog in the motherfuckin' house!
Bout to get it started
Bout to get it
even some hate
And the feeling
When you dealin' wit'
Dumb hatred's ungreat
Five years
I met all kinds of people
Some minds are simple
Some kinds just
When the first simple cells, Met the first rays of light.
Carbon beings in process, Leading to the life that we have today.
A billion years
dogs
S-Y I stay winning
Hussle told y’all Issa marathon
Why yall sprinting?
People asking me what I do for a living?
Making my mind work in ways that
Said we in a prison
I do a dance from '86 I'm a simple machine
Hammering the myth, pullin' it from the extreme
The only answer sits, sits right in
laugh 'bout the past, yeah
Middle finger other half, yeah
Sonny Digital
One, two, three, four
It ain't as simple as
As I, as you say
When he
props
Eleven years old, extra-manish, hard-headed sellin' rocks
I killed an old wack motherfucker, no one ever bigger than me
Prettiest thing I ever
Rollin' thick, gang full of lunatics bailin
Runnin' through the mud
Escaped from the cell block searchin' for the got damn judge
'cause its simple
of me for what seemed like years just let go too thoughts in my head of where i've been and where i'll go too many fears in my minds ifeel i must control
reputable
Really, I wanted you to know how you caught me by surprise
I wouldn’t lie, I recognize I’m just a simple guy
You are a queen, super supreme being
This is just a moment of confusion, birds like a lattice to the sun
You calculate the simple execution by the silent run
Of the numbers in our blood
You
I want to suffer, I need to feel the pain and discontent
Just to see how frail you really are
So what do you expect? Simple respect?
I want
lose the bad, walk it off like a boss
He really had me in my feelings, must of lost my mind
Tried to play me like im simple, cause he used to them 5’s
sayers
Never giving a clue to how I do what I do
But if a sucker was true, he'd be a player, too
It's mind over matter, and babe it don't matter
So
ticking faster
But i'm past the point where losing a day is a disaster
Last a minute more than the mind ever expected
Find a memory, connect it
[Album : Luminescence Repackaged]
Tell me is it worth the pain
When our pride plays the wrong game
Blinded by suspicious mind
Thougt u could read my
the highest
I'm rambling by
Scramble my egg's as I wake and bake
Trying to be better than Hov
As good as Tech N9ne at every
Show, I'm losing my mind, let me
the wind (limbo with the wind)
Clear my mind out, need a tea break, I've been burning out again (burning out again)
Mama said, "Keep an eye out, no, not
DAMI, man
Tune in, and he's sixteen, keep in mind
Got like fourteen million streams
Debut album at number nine on Spotify charts
Don't fuckin' play
even got to buy you stuff
I was broker than a joke, but you were by my side
I don't take that shit for granted, let me tell you why, hold up
People
stepped
On my first patch of solid ground in years
A ""sob"" without the tears is son of a bitch, juggling careers
No time to fuck around, no one nights
still in the soaking rain
Hoping that she'll come and open up the drain
The years go by, you grow that grain
Until you try to find a bowling lane where
creation.
Only a personal chronicle remains.
Leaving questions unfulfilled; writings alluding to a distressed yet brilliant mind...
One frustrated by
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