Lyrics:
the blues
All down the line
I'm just a man whose confused
And misguided by the light
But I know what's right
So I know after I tell you
You'll be off
cultivated...
12 heard about it
I ain't even worried about it
We serving errr body
Magic like Irving Johnson
I'm wit da gang and we chillin'
Officer thinkin we
less deserving than your white counterpart
If you have ever been inspired by the magic of a black women with thighs
And asses that move mountains in
of it
And I was skinny and light skinned
And I was home by six, cause momma whooped my ass
And I stayed out of trouble
And I just played my soccer man
My life has been a tapestry of rich and royal hue,
An everlasting vision of the ever-changing view.
A wondrous woven magic in bits of blue and gold
by, like when you look at the clouds
I used to think about better days when I was down
But, geez man, what days are better days than now
I guess that's
that fine by me
Livin' like I'm never gon' die
Hate you man, I know they gon' try
You don't ever pay 'em no mind
If you did they have a gold mine
If
Damn, has it been that long? (Haha)
Say what happened since I been gone, homie?
Y'all got the game all wrong man, it's too pretty in here (hmm)
Or I'll be Scone out this bitch hear my tyres go screech
Gold blend never boastful but I should be
Worthy of a trophy, got that magic wand from Nick
Humble Arrogance Intro
Yea, yea
Swear
Yea, I go by the name of Rzn Svn, the third/
We kick shit we pop shit we do a whole lotta shit man but, we
Do it by myself I never knew luck
Late nights in the heights the magic school bus
We was rolling shake, I'm talking two blunts
Drizzy in the back
cause my bars are gold
Devil you know, I'm the underground prince
It don't matter the coast, Portland to Cisco,
I'm the man with the most, more than man
"Damn, has it been that long? (Haha)
Say what happened since I been gone, homie?
Y'all got the game all wrong man, it's too pretty in here (hmm)
(Pass me the tiger piss)
I tunnel rat into the hidden habitat of collage dog inferno
No turning paths back (charlie attack!)
The half man have orders
My life has been a tapestry of rich and royal hue,
An everlasting vision of the ever-changing view.
A wondrous woven magic in bits of blue and gold
All golden, all gold, all golden
It's all gold I'm rollin'
It's all good, I'm golden
Caught in the moment
Already know when I get in the zone it's
From a blank piece of paper set the vibe
I can't sleep on my rhymes
If I'm cuddling then I'm bronze
Making magic I got gold with my rhymes
Balling
the teenies who smoke legal to the ones who've done some time
To the old man who smoked â??reeferâ?? back before it was a crime
And the grand old house that
remembered by a name
Magic machine once it starts to get gold, can turn everything around
It is starlight, zipping around with no sound
Shooting across
something I always live by
Go for the win
Go for the win
Go for the gold
Go for the gold
This is ya shot eyes on the clock focus on ya goals
Focus on ya
along
Words and boards, battlemage with my swords, "magic missile"
I will yell, it'll kill you by itself
Shooting magic out a staff that'll knock you
organic supplying those that's demanding it
Black man my grind they see me as a criminal
Real criminals lies in Big Pharma the medical
Herbalist abide by
my time zone
It's all Love
Girl Power, Girl Magic, Girl do that dance
Keep it true with you and true with crew
And move like dat, The Raw Truth
You got
Bussy
I'm the best musician
Pull up on your block and I
Got a Glock with extensions
Man, I'm tryna get railed
In doggystyle position
All my songs like
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