Lyrics:
Despite the effort of what we create
People still judge me by my first mistake
Dead and gone only my soul is into this
I went to it for the pleasant
Young black Kids, their lives too short
With no ball, they shoot up courts
Too many deaths we gotta chill
Could've got shot, hooping up Cahill
They got
But let me embrace you with these lines
First verse is dedicated to Abuela Galin, a beautiful queen
Reminiscing on the picture perfect memories, we were
I'm ready to do this, you ready to do this?
Oh yes, I'm ready to do this baby
Yeah, why don't you just lay down
And open your legs like this?
Yeah
killed by his friends, really, because one of them stepped on his face as they walked by, and the other two kicked him â?? by accident, but still, they
This is dedicated to all them fuck
Ass lists you left me out
All them conversations 'bout New York
I wasn't mentioned, like I moved or something
defends the queen
Even from a tyrant god
Vicious and obscene
We are like a fruit and stem now
Forged in fire, and bound by my vow
Two-headed beast so
of Death"
Play, "Stella by Starlight" for Lady Macbeth
Don't worry, Mr. President, help's on the way
Your brothers are coming, there'll be hell to pay
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
tribe zebulon ll do
I raise a bar or 2
Sumn like the briny blue i stay on the move
Makein waves like a barber do
So get ya sea legs and get
plucked like a chicken feather
Stickin' up the stick-up kids, nigga I'm sick as ever
The gun is my bitch, and I bet you we stick together
Stuck like two
the Asians, wrist by Lorraine
Big Pharrell praying hands big P, big P
Buss down face, two levitating hands
I wanna see the money in cash
So that I can truly
on a bloodstained chariot
Drawn by two enormous steeds
She's the daughter of the Horned God
Squashes Rome's might neath her feet
Boudicca, Witch Queen of England
In
Said that's that Kaepernick energy
Bended Knee, Boyz II Men
I'm 21, voices creep
Whispers that I'm much too young to be out, son
By out, I mean out
of terror and endless bloodshed
Pity was not spared for no man woman child or rapper
And believe
For his rap was felt by everyone
And this time when
of the moon and thee
"They call as I to thee"
And I will come, as if in dream
My languid, dark and lustrous Malaresian Queen
Of vengeful, ancient breed
with eyes but with the mind
Thriving under pressure because my people believe in me
Underhanded by the greater purpose
No switches on my line like two
a liar
But gimme, gimme
My middle leg get you skimmy
Take this shit like a shot of Remi
Bend over let me introduce you to Rover
Until it's over
Now
ugly [X2]
Quasimodo
Camel breath
Squarehead
Ugly!
Chicken legs
Pig face
Chin like bubba
Ugly!
Fish lips
Toad licker
Poindexter
Ugly!
Spaghetti arms
Only one queen of a hip-hop so
Love and write, lets do it
Yeah, welcome to the church volume two
Exclusive two one three
Brand new Snoop Dogg Nate
It's so depressing, uh
Be the realest shit I ever wrote (Money and cars bitches)
Shit Is Real Part 2 (drugs) modern day (society ya know?)
See
was a glorious time
There were wise guys everywhere, we were around
Twenty one, twenty two at the time
Yeah every place we go, every party
People would
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