Lyrics:
make another Illmatic"
But it's always forward, I'm moving
Never backwards stupid here's another classic
C-notes is falling from the sky
By now
make another Illmatic"
But it's always forward, I'm moving
Never backwards stupid here's another classic
C-notes is falling from the sky
By now
Wanna live life
Like we live
Earn your flight
Climb that hill
You best climb that hill
The view better from up here
insane
Here by myself
With my brain
Pacin' through the pain
Drenched in rain
Leaking in my veins
Still alive
David Blaine
Made this album to recover
Get my
said shit would be simple, get rich and stay out the trenches, Lincoln Continental
Remember back to get by applyin' fundamental
In these streets you
(Spoken by the Gangsta)
Hmmph! A dedication to all them homeboys a
Nd all them homegirls out there that done passed away
Dirty boys dedicate this
not clear anymore
I can't tell right from wrong anymore; I just don't understand.
I was sitting here thinking of exchanging a new world for old
find no appeasement
And irony of you being here is
Fact you were looking for light
Drifting away from reality
Surrounded by textures from vivid dreams
as wonderful,
though the pictures aren't that great, yeah.
another year's gone by and i guess i'm getting good at budgeting my time.
there's not too much
dire need of help
If they could just get through to me
They duck sick man this fuck shit's new to me
The buck stops here, I'm the eldest statesmen
Ima make it count today (I'ma make it count today)
Hey
I'ma make it count today
I'ma make it count today
Only by His grace 'cause there ain't no other
not speaking 'bout funds
And I'll make it way out from the projects
Whether you want it, I'll lay on the ground
Berettas and Glocks is aimed
right by my side
From the day I was born
Accept me with open arms, even when I did her wrong
And even when she's dead and gone, she still Moms
Always be,
there
You cannot add and tally up who you are as a man until you're gone
And that presence is not there
As long as you're here, they can't tally you up,
They say there he sits in his big white wicker rocker
Eatin' candy coated cashews sippin' orange lemonade
While a sweet young thing fans the flies
and every member
Of this extremely hip audience here tonight,
That he was nothing more, nothing less
Than a fat maroon sofa,
Suspended in the midst of a great
You gotta listen for it
When you hear it you'll know it
Forever making moves the universe is restless
From California to the great state of Texas
already know, I found out from him
Now there's just no chance for you and me
There'll never be
And don't it make you sad about it
Cry me a river
already know, I found out from him
Now there's just no chance for you and me
There'll never be
And don't it make you sad about it
Cry me a river
god
And for all eternity
You will cry my name
Words and music by Dan Swano
Cry My Name from the Bloodbath album Resurrection by Carnage
prepared cause here comes the Klan
Now my great great Grand, was hung on a tree
by the colored man -- you probably know him as a white man
I seen a Oprah
wasn't built in one day
Fuck Rome ahk
Niggas stay riding European D
White supremacy's the enemy, yeah Omali told u
Homi’s everyday from the Chi
talking with a bitch
I just finished spazzin' on a bitch
Now I'm pillow talking with a bitch
I'm like girl that was great, talk about a connection
Am
the Teacher man
I brought my scroll book along
I brought my flock to Yisroel
From that land called Babylon
I'll read you my Talmud Torah book
And the prophet's
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