Lyrics:
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it's hard to believe
Well it's true homeboy, it's not a lie
I used to sell tapes on Sunnyside
I used
hustle heaven
Military hood rhymes like the mic’s a weapon
Militant good times like Michael Evans
Dilated Rakaa rocks the crown
Of thorns properly
Wear it
it, I need it, yeah
Yeah, she turns me on
Alright, hold tight
I'm a highway star
Nobody gonna take my head
Now that I'm on the road again
gonna stay the same
Or are you gonna stray
Wish that I could bridge the gap
But you're so far away
Feelin' so good might smoke some
Lookin' for my
attacked in
Camouflage and from that, I got a hint of
The power of lyrics to encapsulate magic
Or to spread alarm
Now I have recorded three albums
A few days
album
Then I perfected these songs in four months this is my life
And I want you to know that I live by the pen and I'll die with the pen and the pad
I am
you really listened? Have you really read the lyrics?
The lineup in the kgb we're some of the best that did it
God gifted travelled as far as the bars
KRS One is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and dis you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol
Something far
hated from the start but now the shift is veering
Cuz albums great as this one's hard to make and spit sincerely
Pappas look how fucking far the freedom
called Everything's Bleeding, and I scrapped it, and I replaced it with Broken to Not Get Too Far Caught
But the four tracks I made for that album, they're
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it?s hard to believe
Well it?s true homeboy, it?s not a lie
I used to sell tapes on sunnyside
I used
I'm a woman so I don't have real bars
I'm a rock artist by far
Yet I'm painted a rising pop star
Who raps cause it's cute, when I'm a scar
Yes do
only grew divided
By the day she wants to spring, I can't help but be delighted
I invited her into my life, and we derided eachother
Far more fighters
sure this album portrayed that exactly
The things I say on this record are not meant to be taken by ear - I wanted you to Actually share some
This the last song on the album
Best song on the album
Switch it up
This is poetry supposedly the end was getting close to me
That statement sittin'
an album that'll put a smile on Malcolm
Make Martin Luther tell God I'm the future for Heaven's talent
No tarot card reading; I'm foreseeing you niggas
keeping the hate at bay
(That hate)
And it's not hard to tell
(Nah)
That I made a way
Drinking Don, put me right in the mode
Left scars, put the album
commit to what you said
Never thought that I’d wish I was dead
Now I’m haunted by the voices in my—
Otherwise they’d be one person
I am one person, and I
decay
But I still hope that my album will get a few plays
I'll get by, taking this day by day
But if I die, just know you'll be okay
All I've ever done
on album number three, and I still got like seven more
A dog, a fly, a car, a bitch who wanna see it all
And I be tryna push the pain away like white girls
"Don't you know, don't you know"
See this is worldwide baby
"That it's wrong"
Germany, Italy, France, Japan
"To take what is given"
Many
our releasing album that these lyrics came from a Pixies song, which was fine with us. Unfortunately, we found out that that song was also called "La La
attempt over and over that week to catch me in acts of Verbal plagiarism or
Insult me, only to always be bested by my quick and always razor Honed
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
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