Lyrics:
This the sound track to my life
By myself meditatin keep my mind right
Family man wit the plan so my grind tight
Low key stay humble living out my
by like "there he go"
I fit the description,
Black Tee an dickies, big glock wit me,
Real Dade County Nigga!
It's that little chico Pitbull,
to smack track
You the Mr. trapped-by-wack-contract
Me the black flag to kill on contact
You the dead roach, me the head coach
You player ready for
the hot
I'm a flow from the soul when you can't hold me back
Ke-ke-keep on keep on rolling the track
I'm a simply simply always attach
Jeepney Music by
the hot
I'm a flow from the soul when you can't hold me back
Ke-ke-keep on keep on rolling the track
I'm a simply simply always attach
Jeepney Music by
daughter I love you.
We're holding on barely so by the pain we know
My faith is lost my soul is sore and I wish to live no more.
My love and light keep
If y'all know me
You know my story been crazy
Story of a boy
Born inside a tornado
Torn apart by all the
Wars that have reigned down
But by the force
barefoot, that bare soul
I bare the load oh
Solo, by myself
Dolo, Frodo from uh
Lord of The Rings
So I guess I have to bare it alone
My precious won't
Welcome back a journey through the black
Leave those heavy boots on the welcome mat
Welcome back my prodigal son
c warm embrace oh the saving
My mind state somewhere else,
I’ve been tripping, I done fell,
I don’t know what’s gon come into my view but I can tell,
By the scent by the smell,
The microphone doctor black Deepak Chopra
I'm a griot that make you wanna peacock your arm
Every heavy dignitary, pay your me top regards
Boy, I'm three optics
happened so quickly, so quick, by surprise
Right there in front of everyone's eyes
Greatest magic trick ever under the sun
Perfectly executed, skillfully
Of the one Laurence Fishburne, we'll shoot up all you hipsters
I'm from Pittsburgh, that's black and gold
If my skin gets filled up, I'ma tat my soul
Don't call me crazy but I swear as Though The hood done made Me
I seen the soul leave the eyes a Mother cry My baby
Don't call me crazy but I swear
because lately
It's like my mind's heavy
Might as well hear me out since you've been
Listening for like five seconds
You acting you all competing for
no need for a blonde streak
Now let me chill, it's a sign of maturity
And I would never steal a chant from a black Greek fraternity
Elvis Elvis
get the money never stop)
I learned that from my ogs
(I learned that from my ogs)
U could never fake the funk
(U can never fake the funk)
On my soul I'm
on me they want me up all night (All night)
The coke is snow white (White)
Pill game heavy and dope is a nine (It's Grimey)
P89 and the nine is all black
This is a story of their arrival
Big heavy bags and frowns
Upon their faces
What brought them here and will they understand it
Wait, and see
And see
once
& they infest when you go broke ain't no insects
I been low key niggas been pressed can't show me where I ain't been yet Kobe 03
& I ain't on ten
Stained brain heavy in my conscious
Living in a pompous moshpit of wicked animosity
Then there's poverty, treat us like novelty
Disorient the image
to help me ease the keys
Into my soul, make me whole, while I'm pleading please
They say get on your knees, pray to Jesus
But I don't understand why
Mass controlling
Bound by self
On division
Void of soul
Automata
Forged shapes becoming real
It's all a masquerade
It's all in your head
If the illusion
props, plots, and sweet Sade roses, tombstones impose on black souls we monstas, labeled since the slave ships, renegades, imposters painted from the West,
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