Lyrics:
infested
This like a grievance letter
Too cold like artic weather
I'm hardest level
Donatello with a bo
Merkin' anybody thinking that they running wit
a nigga from grievance
Beat Box, started with a pencil, tip tap, knick knock
Teacher gettin' shitty, send me out
This like my tenth violation
Don't think
beyond and outside my control
Should I then carry grievances for all the pain and sorrow I forgot?
The master of the universe, the master of the universe
you receive it
Got all my sweaters I need to come retrieve it
What's your grievance
I gave you my all but you never did believe me
And now you make
fresher than a deacon
Yup yup
I'm so conceited
You so so
Like sew sew
Like y'all hoes is weave ins
Plotting on that touchdown
Thats when i send my grievance
you give em da treatment
Yeh
Family grievance
Deacon start preaching
Momma love praying to jesus
Lord
Walk thru da fires Den brush off da ashes
I'm
sight
I was not concerned with the things you were telling me
'Twas a peddler's melody because you weren't digging the energy
Airing grievances in
believe in
I always have a new grievance right after my last achievement
Mad at how people treat me and act when I lack convenience
Don't nobody love you
of grievance
And I'm supposed to keep on watchin niggas eatin
And tellin me Im where I am because my skin is regal
Fuck that if black is so magic we should beat
slit to get you laid
For every time I broke your heart
'Cause I refused to waste away
And every grievance that you carved
Into my skin to make me stay
We see that your lying then grievance arising
Believing in all of the things you confide in
At least when i die theyll believe i was trying
And lay me
demons
Start breathing
Stop killin us off grievance
Life's not fair then you're here for the wrong reason
I'm leading this fight right in the wrong
Life was a bitch but it flipped now we breedin it and shittin on our grievances
Push the button if these niggas try press me
I keep a close eye ya own
tears to cry
And feeling of grievance
When that deal was made
In Munich '38
How were we supposed to fight
When we left alone?
How were we supposed
May a native speak without impedance
I got some qualms and I brought a grievance
Imma need reparations
Or I aint leaving
So cut the check but check you
you looking for some change in a old purse
Appreciate your strength and weaknesses
Especially if you got a gift with no grievances
Its one thing to be
heavy with little to no hours of sleep life lessons
Grievance on my mind never thinking about the past more than a second
Static vision no signal im
I’m sorry to cry these three verses
Complaining thoughts and grievances
Are not my style, just feel creepy
As you’re in the same room as me
Baby it’s
the same grievance
Changing characters that's what hurts
Went from innocent to something worse
But for the better
You just bought yourself that brand new
leaking
Prance or dash 'cuz I’m blitzing grievance
Shoo fly you got me Tweakin
Goodbye I’m out this evening
Right around the time you’re speaking
Write
spites
Nice and tell the world all my weaknesses
Open book rip a page out for grievances
Greetings trials kisses recessive genius
Sequenced thesis high
It's the grievance of a withering season, or the shadow you drag through the hall
It's the reason for what we call freedom, if you call this state
The way I merge with rhythm, so effortless
Bout to put the whole family on I’m a nepotist
Too strong at airing grievances Festivus
For The pessimist
expecting shit to be fair in life
You're so narcissistic you'd prob'ly complain in paradise
Yeah I bet you would
With your steamy little grievances
Discuss these grievances Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In