Lyrics:
This is the story of an emotional black male
From Kokstad born in a world designed to make blacks fail
But he was never the blackest of these boys
Nor
the perfect time
To still enter The Matrix in 1999
Girl told me 25 tracks is way too much
cn album that long man it gotta be the deluxe
Nonsense all 25 bouta
How could success be the biggest thing major
You want it, you could taste it, you would swear it had flavor
Every single ingredient is something you
ricochet
So don't get embarassed by a rapper close to his middle age
I can kill a beat with a 16 in a single rage
Imagine the 32 that i spit if I hit
bloom
A bird spreads his wings
An eagle flies high
But I'm grounded when a child is killed
In a drive-by
'Cause life is unfair
Some got it made
Others
the motherfuckin' time go
I ask every single motherfucker I know
I'm that motherfuckin' guy though
Blink of an eye but time passed when you had your eyes closed
The gunslinger
Lettin em loose like rumspringer
The world is my Arena
My dogs are all hyenas
Don't point the finger
Not the index or the middle
No
created equal
I have a dream
Ahhh rest in peace Martin Luther
Showed the world to love without using no Kama Sutra
Went to the Mountain top
He said he saw
on every single soul that gon belittle me"
Blind man too meticulous
Blind man too arrogant too know what decision is
He walk like the world out to get em
Yesu duk da album da single
(We are singing songs of Jesus in albums and single)
Muna gangara ruhu mai tsarki shi ne muke bi
(We are on a cruise the holy
the OG goats
You dropped an album bought a chain and then you bought a boat
All I did was make some music for the world I showed
The world my capabilities
Every single night
I just keep coming for more
Because it fuels me honestly it consumes me
I just checked my phone and they finding out by my music
the ZR1 with the top drop, I'm parked outside of the strip spot
These bitches delivering money knots, they all smiling when they walk out
Singles filed in
often followed closely by these tears of sorrow
Check in on your happy friends
Trauma don't discriminate
Sighs of many mothers
Daughters go through raping
the fries
Would you stick by my side?
Would you ride?
Would you roll?
Would you go?
Need to know, Need to know
Hit a slump
What if business was slow?
with food up in the kitchen
Little boys and girls listen
I got so many homies in this world missin' for tryna twirl chickens
Where they taught to pack
the same
Dudes that we speakin' on, oh word?
Ain't heard my album? Who you sleepin' on?
You should print the lyrics out
And have a fuckin' read-along
Ain't
a mystery..
How we drop one single, left the game now the whole world miss me
Freak this bitch like homegirl Missy
Like I'm sellin' liqour, got the whole world
decided to Venture into the music recording world and successfully recorded his singles that include; Tondopa, My Moment and My Girl. These records were
my career, then we gon’see
I hope the albums you're gonna work on
Gon’ sell a ton
But all your productions gon’ flop
I took that personally, felt like
I write these words from the heart
Hope the world appreciates my art
Bad anxiety get the best of me (Best of me)
Writing these lyrics feel like my
on Churchview
Where neighbors smoked crack and I thought the world would hurt you
Mamma always said patience was a virtue
But I was ready to fuck and for pussy
pollution, in a world of blue
Without being endangered, by me and you
Will there be a time, when whales are free
Free in every ocean, in every sea
Save
to the image in the mirror
Someone's new tradition of romance
A single burden fell crushing consciences
Cater purposely a patchwork
Mending seams between
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