Lyrics:
for all my women
Used you as a reference
Made it easier to segue my next sentence
Lately sex is empty
Embarrassed by my entrance
Only fucking with them
still trying to drop three albums by Labor Day, motherfucker
Saturday morning cartoons
Filling up a medical balloon with some hot sauce
Goddamn, I saw
People love to say that your different ya know
Last album had it booming something vicious ya know
Wasn't like this growing up they wasn't picking
I cant let em catch me lackin
Architect no rapper this is more than an album
I was born by the river
By the river
In a little tent
Oh and like
Just know you gonna be great like you always been destined
Keep me by your side you'll never need no protection
A little girl is waking up this
outselling you
By 29 I had three albums that had blew
Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do
Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food
But
me on the spot
So before my next album drop
Ima
Give this shit all I got
Ima give this shit all I got
Give this shit all I got
Unh
Ima give this shit
This hallowed een
SERGEEVNA
Sergeevna Sergeevna
Can't leave yuh alone
My dear love my sweet love
I want you back at home
I always loved to travel babe
A little taste from a bird's eye view
Of all the styles I might do
Don't have it down to a "tee"
I have it down to a Q
U know the E-E-N is close friends
So
know many pose a perfect picture Secretly they hoes
All that time you spent on writing it but you not Living by the code
I can't stop the cooking; album
the best journey, its a mansion
Acres of land, swimmin' pools and all that, check it out
I'm capable of anything, my imagination could give me wings
To fly
the wing-ding and flipped it
(Yea) and never forget when done in bed by
Eazy, the name of a Compton hard head
Cool but local like loc never broke
'Cause
Selassie I leave em terrified, what me say
Boy you better put on the wings of de morning and fly
There is no escape from King Selassie I
Flying
virginity
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo!
You little blood-clot
virginity
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo!
You little blood-clot
virginity
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo!
You little blood-clot
you want to sing
Just hold on to a wing and a prayer
Just a little homegrown, lights be
(Lots of smoke in the air)
Take it or leave it, it comes
inside your cage
Go back my little demon
Go back inside your cage
You were to leave, you're living in
Make me suffer, make me sin
Guardian Angel with
even here, I’ll eventually leave behind
As I leave the city to find who and what I will care about
Where these wings are gonna take me
I haven’t figured
It was all decided long ago
Before I even had to chance to be born
Before I grew my wings and went airborne
Strung along by fate until the string
the best, you got holes
You the seive
I'm sick dope enough to go against the world
You just got little fans
You like the geisha girl
See, why do I even rap
rather rot until I
Died upon this earth
You should not have wiped
Away the filthy after-birth
Nail a pair of wings to me and
I'll depart the earth by earth
rapper about to blow
But his album came, and it was not good
I think it went lead or double copper-wood
So the silly little fans, they were misled
By
himself
Stitched by Dapper Dan, oh man with the gun in hand
I leave your blood squirting
No offense, I'll put your face on the chest of a sweatshirt
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