Lyrics:
your skirt now
The events that followed had me volley if your hometown would be
Heaven or hell
The angelic nastiness you possess made you by far
hold the ink
while river rats fall off the raft and sink
Tony let a brother Touch, twenty bar rush
The way we push through equivalent to rocket thrust
the kid that half the crews have never hearda
whose mind travels further
than sex, drugs, and murder
so when you play the role of the timeless inserter
I'm
You've been infected by parasites
This hell is your paradise
Ruining your parents life
Infected by parasites
Your mind and brain are no longer your
sit and I write
Until there's no more ink to be spilled
Just thinkin' back I can't believe I fill into my own trap again
And god damn I wish I could
you coming back
Hell naw bitch, fuck I'm not getting that
I'm focused on a new girl that can act right
She's a lady
She works hard and can afford Sprite
vaudeville
With an aural reinforcement
And auroral pigment
He can't escape hell, he's the missing link
A sluiced cat can never capsize
Or float on the ink he
neck who's the best with the ink
Yea Ok
Where we at where we goin
I'm tryna get all the love cause I'm on the shrooms
She be back in the morning
Blowing
Wasn't always like this, used to be in my shell
It was moments growing up, used to be in my hell
Know the power of a grudge, I really just can't
brave, shallow in an ink black well
Lightly browned in the fires of hell
Wicked, holy, full on fake
Best known for my big mistake
I'm Zen wise,
walking out a store broad day
Oh well I wanna moved from the southside
But ima rep southside Harvard ave all day
Ok well to the kids from the south side
lose my mind
The road to hell's taken one step at a time
And years go by
I lose my mind
The road to hell's taken one step at a time
Piece me together
I'm encapsulated with aberrations
Jaded by her fashioned blade and may her soul decay for having hatred
Have lapis lazulis stashed in back of my
You know parents are the same
No matter time nor place
They don't understand that us kids
Are going to make some mistakes
So to you, all the kids all
â??Hell, I can roll â??em faster, Jim, than any chick can smoke!â??
So a note gets sent to San Rafael, â??For the Championship of the World
The Kid
I'll be right there for him
Aye if I fuck up
I sit back and start pacing the beat
It's my first try I ain't even fucked up
So now im chasing
there for him
Aye if I fuck up
I sit back and start pacing the beat
Its my first try I aint even fucked up
So now im chasing the heat and look
Come
See I'm back again
I got class again
Man I miss my friends
We gon' do it again
It's been a hell of a summer
It's been a hell of a summer
See I'm
Yes I did
Tip my lid
Ink is flowing like a squid
Picking a bit of peace
Seeing what's underneath
Finally the lady speaks
May be in a bit of heat
hell!
Probably gonna be the first ballot pick
Hell giving me tours,
Pats on the back, like 'yeah yea fam you sick'
My ego it can't handle it
Guess that's
with America's #1 DJ, Funkmaster Flex
In collaboration with America's, pardon me, #1 independent rap label, Dipset
And right now I'm accompanied by
until the next time see ya
Me and Kid hit the studio in East Orange, that 604 Central, owned by his parentals
Ran into the homie Chad Piff, who was there
cheap
Look at the land... Blue Flowers!
Drawing by the purple pond, in the purple pastures Blue Flowers!
Drawing by the purple pond, yellow ink that
dollar bills and drug deals by the mayor
Controls the people livin' legal
Sit back and chill, until time will reveal
Two thousand and one holy men with
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