Lyrics:
faces tangled together.
Sit with me and we'll think up names for our nudity, we'll decide on a smell and suppleness for all our parts.
I'll lie down
They play by ears for years now my folks deserve some equal
Affection from this infection that gives our foundation
The same blood the same drugs equals
Emcees want to serve us, DJ's are mad nervous
But can't hurt us, they got the ??, I beat
GD for life, roll with D-I-T-see
Short for D-I-G-G-I-N
a standard bitch
I'm like Playboi Carti, might pull up with the stock
It's in my sock
I won't sell for thirty rocks
'Cause I keep it in my socks
And I pull up
pit stop, for bursting shots, seen cops purchase rock
Manic and stress, damn xan on his Breathe
Real panicking mess, man's left dancing wit death
Who's
hard to
Cry no more, shout and sing
Violence in silence the loudest thing
They don't know about the
Power the Shaolin brings
Place a rock for a mountain
GO!
Demons they be lurkin' and I’m on patrol.
They can never keep up with my rock n roll,
Never gonna break it through the lock in soul.
Lookin' at my
the pool, hella full off gumbo,
Rollin wit these g's, get R.I.P.
By dozen ??? to mini gages, to are-15's,
See I don't trust a soul on patrole when I
murdered in a river with no soul
It's true, for what you say is what you do with the flow
For labels MC's come and they go, but B.U.M.S.
We leave our mark
You fake it till you make it regardless you got the funds yet
I'm just a star that collapsed into a black hole
Evaporated and created Rock N Roll
then death
Shitted on they buzzes
That was just the intros for the family with sin souls
But the gandys with the fem flows
Can't stand me like ten
[Flesh-N-Bone]
Here I come rollin off with Mo Thugs
Trues humbly united gathering souls and bail
Livin life daily, all tha way
Tha plan instead they
son because my son is all I got
And there's a very reason why the brothers slang rocks
My mutha wants to know why our son sells crack
I tell her (?)
Get Up Is the linen, CHItunes 2 spin'N
Demeanor through the roof, Check out the message I'm sending
I'm LeBron thru three, morph in the fourth 2
stop
Right outside the barber’s shop
The jukebox playing out ‘He’s So Fine’ in 1955 – yay, hey
Bridge:
Yeah Rock ‘n Roll was in our soul in 1955
We’d
blood spill
In zero degrees, niggas on skis, me and these Gees
Slipping through pine trees, we skid up behind these
Two big rocks and left off shots,
They don't really give a fuck long as I just keep pacing
Quiet for a year, gave no explanation
Now I'm 'bout to drop, I got 'em on that Proud 2 Pay
Here we go
Even the physical isn't done at the seams
I keep waking for dreams with a lust for itself
Where every given moment is a just for itself
I
diamond and G with the rooftop cut
I'ma grown man, don't got no time for games 'n stuff
I got balls that'll beat ya ollets 21 rough
Look at my face, Doc's
a day, a place to stash
Pull up in the rose then hopped in the Wraith
Six hundred bands for all of my friends
I rock with my brother forever, no N's
We've
Don't take my kindness for weakness
36 peak shit
Sweetness, ride the bridges skim the bubbles real fridged
Don't get mad couse we lived it
As our dog
answers don't come to me
Instead of a future I've got a guitar
But dreaming out loud won't get me far
Still I feel I'm ready for rock 'n roll
There
'n Roll is what you've come to think
It looks more like a two-star motel, pissing in the sink
Forget everything you think you know
Baby, I just wanna
children
Plantation Politics!
Gave us all rocks, but no scholarships
We pop poison Ciroc to build our sorrows in
Got hung over, save ourselves tomorrow then
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