Lyrics:
You hear me rhyme and try to shine on my time forget it
Hear me on radio live vocally do edits
E Swift scratchin and threading with supreme
sure
That it adheres
Listen to my words
And get drowned by my sound
Hear it through
Your head phones
Spin around, and around
We're getting closer
a brief reminder: my salary has not been paid.
Send it care of the ghost, by return of post Q P.T.O.:
No-one likes a debtor, so it's better if my orders are
living, to many breathing is enough so
Waking every morning gives their lives meaning
But what does it mean to be free
Cause at the end we are controlled by
Speaks in Morse code, I'm traveling Moors Gold
Babbling Bushido, while holding my soul's glow
No longer seeking key holes to see the world
A locksmith
the buzzin' that you hear when I'm around
Squalle shot the haters with a hundred rounds
I own the throne, I own the castle and the crown
I run the world, I told
to rid himself of the one
Ring by hurling it inside the volcano
But on the way, a thought had struck his mind
The Egyptians had invented the ring
So he
So it's like
3.30 in the morning right
We've been up in the studio the whole damn day like
Boys make sleepy an tins
Then I hear this kick and I feel
me as crazy
As the world was over this whole Y2K thing
And by the way, N'Sync, why do they sing?
Am I the only one who realizes they stink?
Should
lives
and because soldiers are crossing borders armed with guns
children are dying as final result - man fuck the world
Wars waged by puppets because it's
of the dope stuff
So in the record store, you can't pass by us
GET the album, HEAR THE MUSIC
And hold on so you just don't lose it
As a reference, for
dubbind s*** the whole world loving this
Bow down and suck this dick you are the rap f***ing trick
Fourteen, fifteen I told that I had a dream
Sixteen,
from the sentinel
But it’s my turn
Imma let the whole world burn
If can’t change the music or the mental
No tats on my face
And no guns on my waist
I can
A lot on my mind, I'm trying to show ya
That's part of life, you live and you grow
She sucking me slow, making me feel I'm on
Top of the world and I'm
As long as you hear it
You'll never come near it
My music is fire
But some of it's trash
But y'all eat it up
Like it's brown and hash
I come from the south
Yeah (oh)
This game is like cocaine
I want this more than anything in the world
Haha, so do I, at least I thought I did
Got to have it, yeah, I
the games
I'm tryna live my life the way I want it fucking tame
But all these ups and downs got a dude's life up in aflame
And crown myself the king of this
got a call from Mama
Auntie passed, it's raining
Send my cousin my love I'm outside praying
Raw papers blazing
Humbly patient this what I live by
don't wanna do these things no
I don’t wanna fall asleep without you by my side
And I don’t wanna do these drugs because I’m already high
I got you ya ya
Live like 9-5, I rhyme and come alive
My grind divides fine through my divine eyes
It's prime time, you wish you could buy time, but it's my time
I understand the situation now
Having eyes they don't see, and having ears they don't hear
Everything that's seen is temporary, and everything that's
started buggin, we used to cool at the mall
But on the S.T., the Sneak Tip, they prayed for my downfall
I used to cruise by in my rock and always hear them
alive
Who gets a kick out of being by your side
When this whole world gets to much for me
There's a place left in my mind
Where I getta kick out of being
the worlds collide they
Waste a whole damn product
Here's the adrenaline when the
Block get shot up
Take it to the vein, matter of fact
Take one shot
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