Lyrics:
locked down all day
Real nigga by myself
Kevin Hart with it all day
You ever go night-night, nigga
Don't look at that white light, nigga
I'm back on this
All-American self hatred runs deep
White boys all I see whenever I sleep
Niggas think I think these
Thoughts on purpose
But I knew 'bout NSYNC 'fore
London is full of Arabs
We could be in Palestine
Overrun by the Chinese lion
With the boys from the Mersey and the Thames and the Tyne
But there's no
and dropped by
With sixty elephants, llamas galore
With his bears and lions
A brass band and more
With his forty fakirs, his cooks, his bakers
His birds
and kissin your girl
Relax, lay back, unwind, cause now is time to chill
Setting the mood, by the use of this groove
Is an ingenious, perceptive, brilliant,
of flat cherry cola
Slept on the bench by the rollercoaster
Dreamt I was riding on a motorbike
Lion of Judah, painted on the side
I'm doing fine,
When you understand the concept, then you'll know; "wow
I gotta listen to this song again!"
Uhhehe
Hunned pair a Jordans but they still live by their
I put an ending to shit
I was brought up in fast life, surrounded by gangs
Dad was cheffing up those late nights, cooking for change
He told me
and their pains
Put on them by the country and the state
White water Jack
She's got family on her back
Crossing through that river all night long
Trying
Purify it by adding the two Salts
Appearance of the Art Mirror
Nobler Mercury
Philosopher's Emerald or Vitriol in place of the Caput Mortuum
Green Lion
my mom's vaginal
Cavity, now I'm surrounded by creeps and freaks
Had to watch my back in the New York streets
Fly, like an aeroplane, more powerful
and dropped by
With sixty elephants, llamas galore
With his bears and lions
A brass band and more
With his forty fakirs, his cooks, his bakers
His birds that
enough to put up with the cheatin'
Months go by and only see him for a weekend
I say a prayer, hope my girl ain't leavin'
We all got angels, we all got
from antiquity
Found her on a building sign
She's got no head, she's cut from marble
So white
Well, it's a lie it's a lie
I've been questioned by
Yeah, nigga reject, nigga
Machine, bitch daringer, you already know
We do what we do what we do nigga
Griselda, by Fashion Rebels
Reject shit, it's
Glasshouse, I reside by the library
Yves Saint Laurent frames, sipping Ciroc berry
Burning the big dutch, sweet feet up
Long ashes, hanging off
and exclusion
Six pills, and the pain kills
Haunted by his youth, now he's goin' through it
Remember that boy with the white fence and the stairs down
From them jokers who loving that glass cock
Pitching bullets David Price with the glock
Black boys outlined with white chalk
Shot down by the poachers
bitches named Heather
Doing donuts in a coup (Coup)
Getting chased by read and blue (Blue)
Yeah my city like a zoo (Zoo)
Bunch of lions running loose
why you anti white, anti black
Tell me why you anti hood, anti trap
Beast a lion, up in these beats these lines
Yea I up and start flowing
Turning water
open up Fjords
Bow down to a Lord
Or pick up a sword
Nothing Brave can't afford
Wish for peace then be Ready for war
Eagles Screech, Lions Roar
Want
knocked down doors for y'all that was locked once
I know they might never get me, I still put on for the city like the Lions first round picked me
I ain't
him
Or her in the middle of a long, dark night
Creation crazy, death sheet white
Made in the image of a lion shocked lamb
I am who the hell I am
of a stewardess in the Lear
She fine and she flying I feel I'm flying by 'cause my mind?s on cloud nine
And in her mind and at the same time
Pimps see the wings
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