Lyrics:
just stormy weather
Oh y'all should know by now
I can't fall for nothing
Oh god I stand my ground
Momma told me something
Son why you so far down
Commas
as the earth's decor? Let me tell you son
So that lie, you'll believe no more
They say not to question for God is the God of all creation
He birthed light out
understanding he set the heavens in place;
20 by his knowledge the watery depths were divided,
and the clouds let drop the dew.
21 My son, do not let wisdom
you would be over me by now?
So you go sleepin' with them clowns, they are no relief
She spoke her piece, I know, capisce
So love must be let go,
Lord knows I've been sinning
With a halo to disguise my flaws
Saw the end in the beginning
But I don't wanna die no more
Give me a chance to live
She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene
I said don't mind, but what do you mean I am the one
Who will dance on the floor in
Just home by the dingos, I step up in em rockin Kangols
Straight up fakin no jacks, cause all my crackshacks are jam packed
My mad stacks, show that I'm
Old rockin' chair's got me
(Old rocking chair got you, father)
Cane by my side
(Your cane by your side)
Fetch me that gin, son
(I ain't got no
definitely my daddy's son, it's no denyin'
I used to run from my last name
I was mortified of being that nigga that live off a nigga at twenty-five
So I
never ends, no
More money, more money yet them greed never stop - it never stop
Work and them a work til them try reach the top
But then them hit
Barkley posters
Got no time to be boxing around
I got the ox and the pound
I'll leave you in the box in the ground
Got the keys to the game, and we
throwin up sevens
When we rock hits to the sky throw em up to the heavens
Us and crews clash no more we built it from poor
Me and Royce hit and restore
souls, heaven bound before turning old?
With bones soaked in Holy Spirit there's no call for brains
Running amok with scythes
Egos flattered by
out, yo yo
You don't see us, but we see you
You stuck on sleep, get on your P's and Q's
'Cause you will get crept, wit' no discrept
You know
on the floor
I can't remember no more, that's all that...
Okay, okay calm down
I have no further questions your honor
Court is now in session, now
tall and comeback for more
Cause ain't nuttin worse than when your son
wants to kno why his daddy don't love him no mo'
You can't complain you was
The revolution gets it's name by always coming back around in your face
You tried to kill me you son of a bitch, so welcome to the revolution
on a mission
So more gun shots by some young niggas
And now the media consider y'all some dumb niggas
And where you at, I done came from that
So I know
of line
No more awe
Room for doubts
Just live on
With gloom of stout
Father broken by ethanolic dreams
And son corrupted by the lack of him
Generation
The non-resistible, non-competible
No, No I'm not sayin' I'm the best, I'm just sayin' I'm fuckin' incredible!
And let's just make one more thing understood
That if
W.J. Weed Kapone nigga
If I ever breathe
If I ever live
Shit no more fuckin man
Believe this blunt I'm blazin
And still listen to your kids
That's
a cold game
Played by the coldest man
Everything ya see is not
The 7-4 k
The son of cocaine
I'm a dopeman
Plus I'm holdin' weight
Cause I'm the dope
ain't getting saved by no one else but yourself
Choose your path, hustle hard, sleep, repeat
Pick your style
Choose your path, hustle hard, sleep, repeat
Churn up the grits, can't never slip
Bang on the hip, burst from the whip, drive-by shooter
Autopilot, when I bye-bye losers
Look mama, no hands, look
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