Lyrics:
Walking past train tracks
I rain tracks
On those whose brain lacks
Intellect
I call them fools
My brain taps
Into stage three raps
I use my mental
I'm the man!
Yo, that ain't right yo, well, anyway
By the hairs of my chinny chin chin
Gots many plus plenty string by string
I think I counts like
of being hit by a bullet
Yo, the garden of redemption, half of my clan is fenced in
For being lynch men, never listening
Like Sonny Listen on Riker's
with the most step carefully around me
I bribe by the rules you know
disturb my groove and you gots to lay low
Geronimo have it in the cut
lies between us
Every step I take dangerous
Here we go, three seconds
This message 'bout to self-destruct
I show trust, it still ends the same
Instead
either live poor or die by cops
I been stuck for the last 3 months
Dolo in these slumps
One day it's Kobe dying
Next day it's covid virus
Next day it's
the room with Tutan
I'll leave you in ruins
I read hieroglyphs but I still can't decipher
How you'd bawl with the embalmer
You got wrapped up by a spider
gelassen, den Kopf voll Unrat, den wir so hassen
We feel abandoned by our mate, heads filled with nonsense that we so much hate
Refr. 1 : Doch, ich
Just one time when he had seen
Mark and 'em in the street
Just two or three hits, just so, y'know, it was no disrespect
They danced around it but
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
And when I take off, it's like I took off.
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by.
You like a slow motion.
All in 3-D.
'cause everywhere I go, they
through the roof
I'm lyrical living proof, you can't handle the truth
After you heard me spit, still convinced that you ill
Who you tryin'
I can’t sit still
Need some ice on me
That’s the only time I’ll chill
I’m trying to drip so much that
They gon think I spilled
I can’t I can’t I
Like I said "Huh"
Don't ever come around
If you ain't got the 1s
My niggas tryna do this shit just for fun
Im still surrounded all by these evil people
Pulling up on foreigns member I ain’t have a thang
Tryna prosper to another level, Hop on private planes
(Verse2)
Big fye, yes I still walk around with
or three or four
The man who strums the old guitar
Is standing by the door
The banjo and the mandolin
Have joined the phantom band
A woman, once from Carrick
an eccentric… building worlds, with led based golden templates... where rivers stand still… wings get dirty… and even the angels set trip… I, myself, centered, my
It's our chance to raise a cup tonight
It's our chance chance to cross that line
Three drinks in still knockin' em back
Yeah you know you hit me like
Parlay, come around my way
Lay keep it real
Keep it real
Peace be still, time after time, can't forget that money
Man, that money, man
Mo' money be on mind,
M.A. Parks, C57797, you have a visitor
Right there, stall three
Hi baby.
Wassup honey?
Hey you know it's just only one more week until family
M.A. Parks, C57797, you have a visitor
Right there, stall three
Hi baby.
Wa**up honey?
Hey you know it's just only one more week until family
Prolly why promoters felt like we didn't deserve to get paid
We were loved by some hated by many
Years pass growing up now, we just met Benny
Fan base
Triple threat gone pop em like we serving pills
Y'all Gone have to come get me
Ain't in to riding around in new cities
I'm by my lonely I grip on my semi
or 3s
Or 2 for 3s
Got a 4 for 4
Still eating at
Wendy's
Trapping with
My pole and
The manager
Know
Don't get out
Of control
The pistol turn
To coke
Start
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