Lyrics:
the blindfold
whose the enemy? This rival per se? its Satan
I've been waiting like I took his order then baked it
Made him an album - how come it's not just
I swear I'm bout to kill it dog
Only spit a couple bars and she can feel it in her drawers
When the album drop they'll say Chamillionaire's official
Just like my first album, you need common sense
'Cause life gets hard, it gets intense
Fuck them niggas sittin' on the fence
Get down or lay down, I
Michael and Maria we can't wait to see your faces
We already miss you more than words can say
I know we're only separated from you by a thin veil
witcha imma ether you niggaz
We can go album for album to see who the illest
I got rhymes by the thousands but need the money wit it
Put my flag
due to have a few kids
It seems that inside of my school is a cool
Little tunnel that leads to
Twenty months to life
Can you tell me where the food is?
adjusting, but it was spring break and all the attitude adjusters
Were staring at tits on a beach somewhere far, far away from Michael's front steps
They were
it's basically left
Up to you how long it takes to
Get through the shit you don't
Have anything at level one
You don't have shit you can't go
Your future, your future I would tell to you
Your future you often have asked me
Your true love will die by your own right hand
And crazy man Michael
one of their albums (what?)
Eminem made a lot of commercials
For Call of Duty
But really doesn't know a whole lot about 'em
Michael Jackson secretly
yeah
The album name, damn it's a POISON
So many people may get poisoned
Man, the life can be poison
You can talk crazy, bring your boys in
Michael couldn't understand
Why people shook him by the hand
Then laughed at him and
Talked behind his back
Michael didn't know the rules
Abused,
have of course
Make some fake beef, and talk about it, Michael Rappaport
No A J Tracey dreams of getting cat packs
No mo chasin rap dreams from only
D-Block daddy, new black Caddy
Coming through knocking Michael McDonald and Patty
P's a haze and still going for 8 in a natty
Rather have God arrest me
of the greatest of all time
That album's hard as fuck
Guess it kind'a felt good to have something more than just comic books up in my life
Shit was just not enough,
"Your future, your future, I would tell to you.
Your future, you often have asked me.
Your true love will die by your own right hand.
And Crazy Man
do
I still kill it, still drill it
Like I'm Michael (Yee)
Prophesying on these beats
Like a bible
Fans going ham
Like damn on da Gram
would shine, didn't roll the blinds
Was already long gone by the time they preed the vision and they saw the signs
Knew when I started, I had to do it for
No one ever do it like me when I say shit
Rap so good I think of giving up my day shift
Dropped my last album that shit was for the ages
So now I
be told I have been blessed
And third album finally done I'm finally album less
Put it all in words and start to feel like really sober
Reminiscing
action
By seeing it as a challenge, you
Will have converted this negative
Into a positive
Purely by a mental process that will
Result in positive action
And you know lighting up the b foreal
Yeah
Then dat Michael Myers come out
You heard me
Imma let You niggas Know Tho
I aint just on no singing on da album
to a park
He sings and its dark when the clouds come by
Yellow slickers up on swings
Like puppets on strings hanging in the sky
They'll splash home
Your future, your future I would tell to you
Your future you often have asked me
Your true love will die by your own right hand
And crazy man Michael
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