Lyrics:
become a victim of your climate
Mountains in your path
Just climb it
You wastin time
keep hikin
Ain't wastin mine
I got checks to signs
Working
was 3 years old,
Straight pimp game I was told.
My daddy sent me to pimp school.
In this man's world, you can't be no fool.
If a pimp is what you
alright.
Cause I'll be spittin' this game to you all damn night.
When I was 3 years old,
Straight pimp game I was told.
My daddy sent me to pimp
got me clutching by my lonely, got to stick and move
So when I slide thru just know I'm clutching cause I can't fuckin lose
Nawl I can't make
ahead
And then running aground
It's all touch and go
Can't ever know
How this plays out
Cursed to live in
Interesting times
Crisis is just
Another
I just poured a four in a Fanta, I feel like it's the perfect potion
Get geeked, stay up all night, I work like I'm tryna get a promotion
I made
Hopped on the train to Sin City my nigga
I held the gun but y'all pulled the trigger
Just another lost soul my nigga, just another lost soul my nigga
time I do it better just because
[Nas]
Yall know what it is
The streets named me Illmatic but yet I'm still at
Yeah haters
[Verse 1: Nas]
sounds'll begin to fill the dim
I'll say I've made peace with Evelyn
Just by staying clean forever, then
But if death is evident, how come my breath is
It's like 3 am
You still haven't called
You didn't give me anything
Not sure why I bother at all
I'm starting to think I should just give up
I
Country roads, old theater marquee signs
Parkin' lots, and billboards flyin' by
Spanish moss, little hick town squares
Wild roses on a river bank
Three little words
All I need to hear
Come over boy
Say it loud and clear
Just say it for me
Say it for me
Three little words
All I need to hear
Come
give you time to think
Let me puff this Buddha blunt and cut on this porno bump, girl, come lounge
Here by my side tonight you're my devils bride
give you time to think
Let me puff this Buddha blunt and cut on this porno bump, girl, come lounge
Here by my side tonight you're my devils bride
do it next year
Another day down, another week gone
You're always just talking about tomorrow
You can't beg, steal, borrow or make time
So you make
three's company
Ask me what is success
Nigga, success is when your no mean no and your yes means yes
And you can stand by your word 'cause your word is
[MC Serch]
Set to decide, who's on the inside track
but you slack and so another dive
and you lounge - but who's shoes would you be in?
Wake up, it's
go and make what is mine or I’ll take
I’m gon’ be great, you can’t relate
You sign online just to find som’ to hate
But I go and cake, you go and hate
shot, three times befo' this time
(For what?) For lyin, and havin numerous conversations with the law
(For what?) For spyin and havin diarrhea
neglect it, a price too steep
And yo the skeptic the reward is sweet
Peace signs for the co signs
No gold by but they took mines
Won't roll but it's smoke
just stopped and let off three shots
Two hit him and one hit a cop
I threw the gun down and began to shout
"Come on, I got him, it's time to break
right there
I can't get my mind off you I been having nightmares
Know your name know your sign, know just what you like yeah
Girl don't waste my time yea
a psych ward
But they like let me have a safe dose of Adderall at the same time
So I'm not like on some weird shit
That just makes me numb
(Yeah)
You get
relish up on it
See I'm just a poet here to extinguish you rodents
All I need is one mic one rhyme
One verse one line on god one sign
Feel it full of venom
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