Lyrics:
I feel like that this world is wicked
It’s super twisted and my supervision
Helps me to see that God supersedes superstition
So that means he’s
on target like Cupid
People mixing this and that
Can you keep your cap
I need to keep pace like I’m running laps
In my own lane like a running track
Bun
as a beast I was always a hunter
Hitter no slitter cause I never was a bunter
Crown on my mind like I'm Gonther
Move around through the town
Zero sound now you
I'm livin' in a city, that ain't my home
It's a place I roam, from time to time
All the noises of the night, they got me thinking
This city don't
I'm telling my Tales
You watching my stories
In the Dirt, Thru the mud
That sounds like a road to glory (Road to glory)
And all of my friends just
could never forget about
Rest in the piece to the soldiers that ain't make it home to mama
Just know you're always on my mind sometimes I'm just bad
out the cage, and what's left is free
I been, handling business like Michael Franzese
God was his witness and now that man sees
Even the hostile drop
747 11 come to bust
Somebody take me home I want to live in lust
When trust is low and stakes are high
That's all I ever did in Denver was die
and measured
only by sounds
and never by meanings
and once we can tell where we are
using the nearest star
as it relates to the ragged water
then we can plant
and measured
only by sounds
and never by meanings
and once we can tell where we are
using the nearest star
as it relates to the ragged water (a map of voices)
"Aceyalone? What to do?
Hang up on the motherfucker, fuck that fool"
Said he wants all the styles you took
Nigga actin like he wrote the book
By the tone
and make miss June my wife
Shaking like a drunk old fool, I hopped off of that plane
And I ran home to ask her in the rain
Waiting on June, I hope that
wanna do it)
She wanna stunt like Rihanna
Cut her hair, tat her body, keep it thug in her life, this why I always keep her by me (Yeah)
Every time she
you don't even know
That I'm crushed out on you, you alone
If I thought you had my number I'd stay home by the phone
Day and night I sit and wait
Let out chuckle and acting like you don't even mean it,
Guess I gotta do it on my own,
I came a long way from home,
I've always had to do it on my own,
home, now
She said that she don't like home
Stay so high that she won't come down
Thinking where did life go
Time passed by and it won't slow down
No it
talkin' at a party and we talk too much
Then, uh, we goin' home with me
Now if you came with a friend that don't want to do my man
Then you need
that green coming home
I'm home
Swing for the fence lil nigga I'm grown
Like what
Go figure
Come & get shot by the old young nigga
Fuck makin movies they
the next fucking line?
Unless you into fuckin fat chicks
I ain't really judging that shit
Sayin' rip to me
Like I ain't killed you on my last shit?
How
and beauty in my rhymes like I am
On one!, quality over sanity that's how you get
Chosen, and maybe broken so many spells spoken by my
Conscience, are we
One day I'm walking in my building and they stopped me
Told me I looked just like this kid that did a robbery
And I ain't never stole nothing in my
liquor
Walk back by him, spit lead to the head, niggaz off my mind
Go ahead nigga, talk that crime shh
Talk that, spark that nine shh, walk that fine
Line,
I'm knockin' you down, no one can save ya, from the other side of the door
It sounds like you going through this (AH) before (AH)
My passport is valid,
down
That we will rise again
When the trumpet sounds
So
Pull up the tent pegs
Fold up the tarp
Roll up the canvas
Like a work of art
Pack up your bags
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