Lyrics:
Hand me downs and photographs
Remind me of a broken past
Now I always drop whatever's coming by before I've had the time
To grasp the concept of it
from right
Walk the streets or ride my bike
Now the youths want to do drive-bys
Father God how can we get by, live a stress free life aye
Songs
concept
Mi nuh wan prison bracelet mi nuh wan
Gunshot mi nuh wan face death
Mi want a million dollar by a morning
Route di chromastic nuh plastic
enemy nuh worry cah
Mi nah badda done dem (done dem)
Ah di teacha don corleone
Mi want a million dollar by a morning
Route di chromastic nuh plastic
link chain in the feds with a G-SHOCK
Candy apple cranberry red with the T top
Vulture bird chain, colored money like a peacock
I don't do too talkin'
one concept
And that's the concept of I
Then arose Apollyon the devil (Satan! Satan!)
Claiming that it's you and I
And from that day on, there is
engines gunning
'Cause we knew he was headed for the cranberry bog
We got our hip-high rubber boots strapped on
And Molly got the big flashlights out
clique by me
Don't touch me, you'll be lucky if you sit by me
They'll get it 'til they really see their bitch by me
Got a trophy on my arm I keep my
you out what a concept
Even you couldn't control
Hatred tell me by which name you're going now
I heard that you're moving back to town
The signs I
The fork in the road
What a truly compelling concept
"The power of a choice"
The power of a choice is so immense
That when describing the fork in
In the silent shower, the final hour, find the power by the Lotus flower
Some peace to rest, no worldly stress, a soft caress from a love interest
Fingers linger playing above her skin and fragile heart
Whispers kiss her awaiting three simple words to send her off
A dark and silent night by
fantastic
Having no clue or concept
Having no concept of what life really is
And because hip-hop is so fast
And what we like changes so quickly
By they do
Your reluctance speaks volumes
A promise diminished by the past
Every dream unfurled wears thin
I've learned Infinity never lasts
The clock only
enjoyment
Money by di boat load couldn't be nuh pamphlet
Trillionaire concept change up di accent
CEO n executive inna di family
Still got shottas weh
nuh annoy mi nuh fraid fi anointed dem
Big food drop a fi di kids enjoyment
Money by di boat load couldn't be nuh pamphlet
Trillion dalla concept change
flames I still pray
Lazarus by my side
Back to life again
Fragments of myself
Dead but still alive
Fragments of me
Reborn again
Force-fed concept
and burn, so when I woke up by the fire hydrant
I would have to learn I gotta stop! or I would die in violence
But my environments left me with the vicious
Earl ]
I'm the P-r-e-a-c-h-e-r, uh
Preacher Earl and I'm considered a superstar
Pick up the microphone and I proceed to rock 'n roll
By the time I
how can I stay grounded
Got the 2 6 pep boys been around it
Shawty wanna shake the spot like right now
5 cut a cranberry saturn right now
Mama got back,
The deafening silence that answers his bellows becoming more sinister by the second
His mind shoots visions of fame, another new concept
The recognition that he
Land of the Free and home of the enslaved
'Til the concept of time
Six hours, twenty-two minutes, and three seconds
I've been standing in this
Hologram]
Complexities break entities when hardcore be the factor
Physically shatter by the cause of the megacosm distractor
Fractured by my supernatural
just anecdotes
And they're trying to help you
Pattern match by throwing lots
Of data points at you, but the reality is
You will never understand them
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