Lyrics:
a breeze, not a breath, not a sigh
All so tense, all so scared, all stand-by
We were young immortal patriots
Proudly marching off to war
In our mind's eye
favorite hat stole
But if I was still wearin' it
And it messed up my afro
I know you wouldn't mind it
You probably would still laugh though
No look's as good
uncle
It's fuck my daddy, but you know I'm gon' raise hell by mama (yeah)
They gave us Obama, then Trump, so they gave us more drama (yeah)
I keep my
I need dreams (sigh)
I ain’t got no dreams (sigh)
I’ve been based
home alone - no time to waste
call it-iso-online
Been bored in a daze
case closed
life with more geography
I'm breathing heavy sighs
That get louder every night
I still dream and prophesy
but it all just passes by like satellites
I
Glory uh oh
I ain't gotta worry about
The devil tryna get me
Because the Lord is right here
By my side
I ain't gotta worry no more
Because I realize
here
I'm hanging by a thread
11/29 passed 32 is dead
I'll run this back for fun
My wife just had our son
The 42 hour long labour and trauma it brung
It
feel you can ignore no more.
Verse One: Frost
Homicide, on the murder scene
Another frustrated gang-related senseless slaying
Victim: a young product
of a sigh and no waste of a breath
The wind now implies that the water is wet
And the water replies that the wind is Sekhmet
To know to will to dare and then
Oppress'd with grief, oppress'd with care,
A burden more than I can bear,
I set me down and sigh;
O life! thou art a galling load,
Along a rough,
on another penetrating mission.
(?Alleluia? song is playing.)
HUNKIE
Captain! Captain! What?s that in space ahead?
KWIRK
Huh? Oh no, it?s another
Yeah, hustler music
I got that brown bag full of money
I got the work goin' to Florida
And I swore that I would never hustle no more
But I
Hmmmm mmmmmm
Hmmmm mmmmmm
I know...
One by one we keep going
One by one
One more gun we keep hearing
One more gun
One more son we keep losing
One more son
Hmmmm mmmmmm
Hmmmm mmmmmm
I know...
One by one we keep going
One by one
One more gun we keep hearing
One more gun
One more son we keep losing
One more
to grab some tissue because at all times that distance of 3174 miles can feel more like 3 million
Try dropping your son of at the airport with three teeth
like I flicked a switch and now I'm feeling good (Bounce)
No way to stop it, now you wish that you could (Bounce)
When the weekend comes I know I'll
When tomorrow starts
Leave your memories
Start again in time
No more thoughts rewind
I remember when
A million smiles apart
See you standing there
sighs no more
Echoing better days
Blind in the darkness of
Better nights
Sweeter as a memory
Drifting off in
Solitary bliss
Wake me from this bad dream
remembered by your son, uh, yeah
To be remembered by generations to come
You a fool
You won't be remembered by your son
Nonsense, nonsense
I said
'cause I'm blinded by the Son
Okay, bred from the 6, I'm Jordan with the brand, son
Hail from the L.I., 3-1 after 6, son
Dodge a Tech N9ne like everybody
time to sigh
Now die
Shit is so fly that I gotta get clearance
In case I enter air space interference
Mach 1
When I rock, son
Cause I take off
While you
cull them no more
Oh! I sigh for Jeannie with the light brown hair
Floating like a vapor, on the soft summer air
cull them no more
Oh! I sigh for Jeannie with the light brown hair
Floating like a vapor, on the soft summer air
universe was a small room in my hometown
Got some rap tapes I was moved by the dope sounds
Found myself inspired by the son of a Panther
And others who gave
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