Lyrics:
Not faraway
Eh faraway faraway
I, I go fly and I go shine
Brighter than the sun oh I want
Yes I can and I no dey faraway
Coz I'm reaching for
comes to mind when i'm on my flows
You might hate me
Just because my mind is twisted
But i'm r.a.p
Roll a bat as i get lifted
Rappers can't see
Why i'm so
Sway this is a dream of mine
Before I even rhyme
I don't want to be defined by
These rhyme scheme of mine
They put me in a box labeled
"too ahead
Lost up in your palace surrounded by the glitter
By the glitter yuh
Lost up in your green eyes
I cannot see colour
Baby i'm too colourblind
This is
搜索我的定位
不想被伤害 就不要跟哥对比
我代表神父 来宽恕你的罪行
钻石没有G.I.A书 哥不戴
装小提琴的包里塞满爷的债
I believe i can fly R&B King like R Kelly
不再像以前一样调皮父母心都操碎啦
我的印钞机就是我Mac Pro的logic
打包音轨发HX
off of my dick?
Words in the way, I'm at lost by 'em
I give you a JFK on the front lawn of MLK in the crossfire (get down, nigga)
I have evolved into
X
Golden Boy
from Koi by Pacific Purgatory
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Yo I was sold to a sick European by a rich African battlin'
Middle Passages, I can't go back again
Battlin' years of denyin' history, lies
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
just got pulled over by the fucking cops
Hope he don't get shot
There are facts there are rumors
But People believe in rumors
Imma seller and a user
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up
I've been through mad different phases like mazes, to find my way
And now I know that happy days are
deliver the diatribe
Sentences are cyanide why even try to fly
You’ll see the ground quick like a plane with the engine out
Well I’m chilling sipping
in it
Dream on
I believe I could fly
No R. Kelly
Got my mind on the grind
I just gotta stay steady
Momma said imma shine
So, I gotta be ready
Yeah,
this nigga tryna be funny
Tuh, the fuck? I can't fuckin' fit
I'm not R. Kelly, don't touch kids, I'm tryna touch a brick
I'm not talkin' gang shit
all begins
Now he waiting in the wings and Porters calling out his name
Believe
You can fly you can sing
Take a leap spread your wings
Chris Brown)
And thick as can be (yeah, yeah)
We are live back on Nappy Boy Radio
This is your boy DJ Pain (oh yeah, yeah)
I gotta get outta here,
Get whole, break bread
Been ready, been set
Been chilly, been dead
All the way live though
By some twist of energy I'm alive
And I can't just not
Chris Brown)
And thick as can be (yeah, yeah)
We are live back on Nappy Boy Radio
This is your boy DJ Pain (oh yeah, yeah)
I gotta get outta here,
I get a call, 9 in the morning, I'm reaching for the phone
Meech got some work for me, I'm guessing i can tag along
East side, Clinton and kelly, i
the sheets, don't sleep tonight
Playin' R. Kelly, I Believe I Can Fly, yeah
She like the hook but she don't know the verse
She know I love her even if I
that outlives him
Like Malcolm did, we are out of sync
And out of time by the sound of things
Arms long like Dhalsim is how to win
Best murder machine
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
"wanted for draft evasion?
Can I, can I fly there immediately and reason with him?
An expense account? and per diem, too?"
Some men say he could
radio station had this contest
To see who could correctly guess the number of molecules in Leonard Nimoy's butt
I was off by three, but I still won
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