Lyrics:
Life, my public-well-standing at risk
When I talk to y'all like this this is
A moment in the matrix
Bro the vibes is back
The vibes is back mo'fucka's
like this kid, aiyyo
We shut it down like the news and blast like fresh tecs
Out the box, we outbox, get suplexed
Take notes nigga, best check
star
So consider this exhibition as
A privileged par
And watch the metal arc, lemon my part
Shit's riveting what I've written
Til a nigga depart by
Bust it to the floor when the Henny pop
Old tunes like a old school kids bop
Bust it down to the floor
Yeah
And that’s 6 by 3
I do 25 to life if they
Hey yo, it's Mr. Low,key, you need to go see
The host by far a mostly O.T., with a brand new show, but
You know how the flow be
'Cause when I
looks like a fool
" but you're a superstar
That's how I want to see my superstars i
Don't want to see my superstars regular
I keep saying this: I went
So you don't prepare for the death, you live for the life
And live right like, do right by your kids and your wife
Have fun as a child, yo them years
feel you slippin' away, bop wit me
Need ya to move ya hips with me like how we do in the sheets
I know you peacin' out, but for now let it breathe
Need
Pull up to the scene so clean n so ruthless
Lil baby who you know really do this
Used to college kids but baby we the coolest
Treat em like a bop
I need to catch my breath
but there's none left
Feels like you're stepping on my chest
Fueled by adrenaline, wishing I'm a kid again
And everything
up a mic I wanna be like 'Pac
Please put down the pipe you don't need that rock
Please put up a fight for the kids that watch
Us in the spotlight
you
Can’t get the time back
It feels like people do everything in life
To get this BMW, this Benz, to get
This townhome, to get 25 kids exactly one
just mic's and puffin reefa
This universe of Black Thought that I can teach ya
I'm tryin to touch ya only if I can reach ya
I hit this kid I sign up
Standing on the edge of a mountainside
Watching all the birds as they go by
Thinking all the things that young men do
May I have this moment with
feelin heavy hearted - a stolen moment periodic
Addicted to her presence like a narcotic
Though I wonder if she ever got it - the hypnotic
That faded
stories
In the wind they blow
Oh moments in time
Fleeting like the breeze
Hold on to what we find
In the simplest things
Laughter fills the air now
Kids
kid blow up to be this big
Pulling up in Benz looking at my crib
Might Twit-pic but no camera lens
I live in the moment, so I don't reminisce
Bitch
inside politics
This is crack music
O-pi-um, inside the veins of them
I don't abuse it
Capture each moment like film
Photo-shooting all my enemies moving
This is our moment, ain't no holding us back, time to own it, yeah
Shining bright like the morning, it won't be long 'fore the glory is coming, yeah
Everybody was running
But I couldn't hear nothing
Except gun blasts, it happened so fast
I didn't really know this kid
Though I sit by him in class
your mind like they did Kennedy's
Closed casket ghetto boys world where we
Make the murder bracket high shore taxes
High by the dead beat daddy’s
It's like i'm frozen and molded in looped moments
And I don't even know what's reality or bogus
I was loaded, when I sat down and wrote this
And all
get darker than what I would like, but I know I'm alright
Shapes that s-
By the time you get this video, it might be too late
Now people are
realised I was the king of the rhyme
I got on the microphone and what do you see huh!
The rest was my legacy
I was born to be the king of the be bop swing
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