Lyrics:
you need to calm down this is
Not even about the song anymore anyway
It's my turn)
YO, WHY DID SHE LEAVE ME cries for 3
Secondsjk bro but i am really
it all
Make I cry it off yh
Kw3 n)ni ofe) ohe
Kw3 n)ni ofe) ohe
Grey Grey Grey Grey
Grey Grey Grey yh
around, you’re just not gonna let me down!”
The time went by, you never saw me cry
Traded my passions for all your expectations
And though I didn’t really
Perogative praised positively, I'm acquitted
Enemies publicly shame my utility
After the battle, they admit that I'm with it
Simply soothe, well move, vinyl
recurring dream of high stakes
The fourth largest, first hardest, Brooklyn is the place
Settled by the Dutch many years ago
Three billion strong and here
I feel the Aryan in my blood, it's scarier than a Blood
Been looking for holy water, now I'm praying for a flood
It feel like time passing me by
the homies, that's on me
24/7, Kendrick reppin' these cold streets
Don't we live by it, die by it, then reincarnate
And if Game told me, "Drive by it," I
as a disturbance in the force
Chapter two
Stage two is an eye-widening experience
As your digestive system engages in a life-or-death battle in which most people
have no hands or toes by the basketful
But when he do he finna’ eat it by the loads
I’ma eat ‘til I explode, let my stomach be as big as Rick Ross, oh
Fifth Dimension by Nikko Arises
I used to be stuck, in that 3D scene,
Now we're rising up, to that 5D dream,
Letting go of the past, embracing
I'm the only one besides God that truly knows how it feels to be me
Three
The only one that deals with repercussions of actions caused by me
How can
We lived like kings
We owned the night
We were like three wise men
With a pocket full of zen
Blinded by the light
We lived like kings
Wo oh
We lived
ball from a far
Hope your next man lies
Hope he's weak in bed
Hope he makes you cry every night and this song replays in your head
Baby that's that pain
at last
I've been huntin', I've been trackin'
I've been runnin' since I was three
Born in Louisiana Swamp
Moved with the pack to Tennessee
Raised by
hunting, I've been tracking
I've been running since I was 3
Born in Louisiana Swamp
Moved with the pack to Tennessee
Raised by black and white
Dogs to some
Uh, GOOD Music, this our year
Backing drums by DJ Premier
Now let me count it down
Who the fuck up in here
Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh
That
Was the captain of the team his senior year
In his eyes, on his helmet, he had no fear
Down by a six-ball on the ten
Said huddle up boys we've got
Without dragon to battle so I'm running from a shadow
An impossible feat and I repeat [Repeat: x3]
The damsel's in distress but they a mess
They only
you can tell that a boy finna eat cause I took my seat first
3 course meal, full entrée, refills and I want my dessert
So why not make a toast?
When I get up
first thing I touch
is my mp3-file Southside
throw on my sneakers
grab my beeper
now I'm ready to ride Rockers
don't need no
I pick three flowers from your grave
They taste like velvet after days
Never in sights of new embrace
Making me fall hard on the ground
It makes
beset on each side
By the ganched and their horrisonant cries
Astride cacuminated poles, they point the way
To an arescent feast celebrating victory
nigga in the hood I grew up in
Fightin a battle in the system that no one wins
And all these niggas go for bad when they lose friends
Gettin impossible
blame?
Maybe my pain, dealin' with it by callin' it a phase
These are the last days
Carry no shame, everyday thangs
Went from sellin' cocaine
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