Lyrics:
cant take it anymore, one foot out the door
But pulled back by guilt
I've been trying not to cry
Cuz I don't have the time today
I have all of these
day
You spoke to me as if I was your best friend or sum'
But when today I tried to say whassup and you walked on by
You had nothin' to say to me then
Kick back in the crib with it lit reminisce
Bout the days and the bliss
Witnessed by the kids in our shoes and the moves that we made
Mades waves for
himself in the night.
We'll make a man of him, put him to trade
teach him to play Monopoly and how to sing in the rain.
The Poet and the Painter casting
looking for the white girl
Like Liam Neeson in Taken
Trying to eat by any means possible
As long as it weren't bacon
Now I look so good
Last week
us Prince of Peace
Man of Sorrows - strangest name
Oh Joseph there it comes again
So bitter yet so sweet
And did she see there
In the straw by His
the dark by taking the white to the nose
Poker face and now she'll continue in with the show
Scrutinize for freeing the truth about the system
All she
my foot on the gas, I'm never swerving
Feeling like Verstappen I'm always coming in first
No matter what's the occasion
Wake up and everyday
I'm living
baby's gone
Days left to longing
Nights left to sin
Bodies sun drenched by the light
That her blinds let in
Her smile was the sunshine
Her body open sea
world behind
Hello? Hello?
Each day my signal's weaker
A whisper in an empty land from the last man left alive
In this cage of silence
By words and by
jungle is like Jumanji
But iller than what you seen in the cinema
A five foot eight nigga wit more horsepower than twelve cylinders
My brain consists
foot goes halfway to death on a pathway to dust
Time made scabs out of blood
Made me to the man that I thought that I was
In a world full of fuck
No
foot idly hung
With his bed roll in a cotton sack was loosely tied behind
And a canteen from the saddle horn he'd slung
Said he had to leave his home
the fuck
I'm pulled over by the jakes, a twenty-eight up in my nuts
For 'em took away in cuffs I'd rather lay up in the dust
Feel like fuck a friend
never fold, niggas approach you bust your gun nigga
I remember days being dead broke
I got so motherfucking hungry man my head hurt
I had to get
It's like shit is coming down from the motherfuckin' heavens
It's a new motherfuckin' day
Get down or lay down
Ay yo, turn the fuck up
Ay yo, fuck
You were my woman, and i was your man
It was a hot summer, no rain for ten days
We took a bath in the river, cold as ice
But the sun kept shining, in
Yeezy 500s I need two pair
Devil may cry devil may care
Lucy in the sky with the diamonds
Pussy niggas always blockin shine man
Yeezy 500s I need
gets the chedder
To the way back days
Where the Half Ounce lays
Gun tucked by the nuts
As the one time struts
Gets my bail on cause I ain't tryin'
Lyrically savage, Madeleine mcannage
Got more bars than layers on a cabbage
Squose 20 cars in a 10 car garage
Got a big package, call me the mammoth
I can see
this swervin shit from back in the days (back in the days)
When niggas on them b's and b's made you get out they way (hey)
People hollerin' why you act
foot four inches little man what’s up?
Like a Delvin farm just organic production
No returns or arguments; linear function
No returns or arguments;
faster than leopards running across the vast desert
In twenty-two yards per second to catch me to daily delicatessen
It takes me thirty minutes
them twenties is spinning like windmills
And the ice thirty-two below minus the windchill
Filthy, the word that best defines me
I'm just grinding man
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