Lyrics:
You better get rid of that .9, it ain't gonna help
What good is it gonna do against a man that strangles himself?
I'm waitin' for hell like, hell,
Why can't you see that it not your deeds that get you into heaven?
No man is worthy enough to earn this Holy Blessing
No man is perfect, no man will
don't get no sleep, I'm up awake
Can't stop thinking of you and me
And everything we used to be
And could have been so perfect
Still I cry, I cry, I
chumps a hit - as I count my mint.
Stacks of doves, half my mans is C-note
All from sayin rhymes that B.I.G. wrote!
Blunt, I take a toke - but only if it's
Yeah
This beat remind me of back in the day
Sunshine chillin'
Man, tell em about your perfect Saturday
Woke up at ten, no worries at all
Another
something man
So at that point what else could you ask for?
Tears running down a nigga face
In a room full of failures I feel out of place
Still
who they are
And I know they ain't gon' like it but it's quite alright
I ain't need no one my whole life, and I done alright
I can do bad by myself,
baby (nasty)
Oh, the cooties (it's the movie, oh, no)
They comin' to get me, runnin' (runnin')
Touched by the unloyal
Trust, I had to shower for
IN THE NAME OF JESUS
Words and music by RYAN ELLIS
Greater than what I see
Better than I believe
I won't rely on my own understanding
Your strength
down my guard
It'll tear me apart 'cause I'm not perfect
Even with all my scars, even if all is lost, I'm here
Tryna be the man you deserve, tryna
don't know who my savior is
As tears roll by
Oh dear heart I know it's been a long time
And the pendulum swings so wide
I've been wrestling with
no man, what
Damn, to me you look perfect
Bend that ass over; let me see how you work it
Poppin' and shakin', get on your knees hit the dirt
Girl I go
us by our name
Undying
Tearing through these days I find the tolerance to strive and push on
I know what lies beyond this life for me is already
you know
I just copped a MPC60 from Japan
As I'm rappin' through this SM7 that's in my hand
Got a quarter-pound of buddha, I'm smokin' it by
people
Talk that shit for the working class, man
You a true thug homie
We got your motherfucking back
You can say whatever you want to say
About whatever
a tourist, nigga, this is not vacation
(I am not a tourist, nigga, this is not vacation)
Vibrate
Goddamn, man, this girl goin' crazy on my Motorola
(she
Been a sinner for a while now
All of Your forgiveness
I might not deserve it
Sort of known to wild out
Okay to let your flaws show
Nobody is perfect hard
already
Dey can suck my balls, average nigga have no luck at all
But because I be in my 'Lac chillin
They stereotype me, thinkin I'm into crack sellin
Man
my heart, four ever and ever Just to be
With you thats what I want, three no I never wanna leave your love is too good to me, two, there's Never
You see (uh)
On this here stage tonight is something legendary (yeah)
He goes by the name of The Creator (crazy, ayo)
But you, you call him Tyler
outta court like
What the fuck they thought?
It made me sob up
My mans I just can't picture bein' locked up
They used to bein' mad fly
850i style Cherokee
smell like a peach papaya
She said, "eat this psilocybin, I'ma be right back"
I'm like, "aight" (aight)
"Ayy, I don't know what psilocybin is" (no
...and so this is how it’s started
As ancient stories recall:
No destruction, no pollution,
No species endangered at all
Bound by
plate
Police brutality and segregated mind states
The system is corrupt, Satan's pullin' the strings
Man it should've be foreseen when they battered
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