Lyrics:
the world, only some will understand
Grimy as it gets, bet I still get rubber bands
Anger in my spirit, rinsing blood off my hands
Got the world in the palm
to through in the towel and then recline it
I been under minded got this pain from within
Like a dime under the sofa
I been hidden from the world when will
passion and just murder the beat
If you can't smash this opportunity refer it to me
And every shot will get buried for free
Watch me Curry the three
Took
or a rapper even a singer
If you're a carbon copy of every single other rapper out in the game here
Try to find one guy that sounds like me
Try to find anyone
LIVE on Death Row
Written by Alim BraXton
Intro
This is a special report. I’m Michael Betts and I’m Mark Katz and we have breaking news.
Verse
It Is You
Performed by: John Marlowe
Melody composed by: Dean Mark Hilario Enoza
Lyrics written by: Dean Mark Hilario Enoza & Joel Zaporteza
contradictions but
Nothing will change nothing will change
So baby don't hold your breath don't cross your fingers
And never trust Saturday nighttime singers
a couple bands by my lonely
Cunts think they know me they'll never ever know me
Cunt you ain't stealthy, so you ain't my brodie
Since August I felt like
wasn't born,
I just walked in one frosty morn.
Into the vision of some vacant mind.
Oh once I held a pony by its flying mane,
And once I called the shadow
sit and live in my shell
By myself every night I burn bright
In this pit of hell
That manifested with these rhymes I
Write to contain the blaze
you are old man keep running
I tracked you down by the look in the eyes
Of a thousand gone faces pressed against their windows
Horses hiding in
tailgated by a motherfuckin' copper
But I ain't got respect for you motherfuckin' dickheads
'cause y'all was straight hoes back in school nerdy shitheads
Leave my mark, middle finger to the sky
Jang, jang, jangling when I'm walking by
Had a couple people try to get me to fly on by
Got a couple friends,
shadow.
Birds will come and pick our bones, broken up by sticks and stones.
We are in the rain shadow.
There is no escaping this thirst they are creating.
He'll take back everything
Careful standing by him, he'll lock in for good
Set you aside for later and won't forget
Now he got you working
Throwing
will be glory or gold
It's just a vision the masters were told
The journey will be long
Let it begin
Don't rest now by the willow
Where you've inscribed
life)
I know I'm a bit tipsy but trust me I'm listening
Then we started...
Coreee that shit felt so nice
Just by feeling on her waste
It had me losing
A sotto voice sang for the soprano singer
Whose tyrannical arais won't cease to linger
Bob's out there none of us play cool
Classmates in
Chorus
Will you be my rock girl will you be my strength? x4
Verse 1
(Freestyle) (Need you by side that is not a lie it's so difficult if you don't
night city
Money, money, money
Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm
Summer night city
Money, money, money
In the rich man's world
Den går på band!
Kan
on arrival, rival me now
They big cap, It really ain't bother me, time will tell
I'm consistently making my mark, can't rub me out
Raw dawg, I won't let these
man
I had a strange dream about the motherland
Fell asleep at home woke up in a strange land
Wearing slave bands treated like a caveman
By the white
to go fast but your legs are too slow.
I work in the shadows when you see me I grow.
Getting these bands, having them touchin the flo.
Cooking so hot I
next
But if they start to release
The mark of the beast
Will you compromise your faith and take the path of defeat
But in the name of Jesus Christ
I pray
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