Lyrics:
In so many bourgeois homes Van Gogh's sunflowers radiate from the walls,
Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people.
Why is it
worship with Allah
So plot against me, all of you, and give me no respite
I put my trust in Allah, my Lord and your Lord
There is not a moving living
built by my own pursuit
A martyr of my own desire, my own pain
Realizin' the battle is fought in vain
Shit I know the struggle's real, but so is recovery
the first line when I pray
I know life is never fair so i play by my rules
Got my head up in the sky now I move like I'm flawless
Tom's got too much pride
Clark Gable, Fairbanks, Maureen O'Sullivan
Fantasy would fill my life and I
Love fantasy so much
Did you see in the morning light
I really talked, yes
no satellite dish
I'm adopted by YHWH so He my parent
And it's facts so don't question if it's apparent
The cotton our people would pick in the cotton
With In Minutes
Fresh In My Prime, JUST Riddle Me That
Pacino cL (The) Globe Is Mine
Mission For Violence, Its Granted By Blood
Missing the Ones You
Uh, yeah
Astons and Roses
I’m not here for exposes
(It’s me on the beat by the way)
Pain in my heart, pain in my head
Dying i want, living instead
I
as funny as Barbara Bush in a bobsled
Now how wrong can you be to think we play
Even a broken clock is right at least twice a day
So now ya feeling real
vain
Sain in vain
Sain in vain
Sain in vain
I refuse
To bury my living lessons alive
I'll annihilate the nihilist in you
And the pain is my preaching
in Montgomery Village
Back in Maryland I was living in my sister's basement
Then some shit happened, you know, she kicked me out, it was Christmas
grows in Pennsylvania
I know she's from Jersey
These are the slavery chords I was taught by my grandmother
The things she whispered in my ear
She taught
an option, her bitch is an option
I send them through auctions
You paying that price for that punani
This gold on my neck is a new Grammy
Thirtys in
something wrong
Is this really what America fought for
I feel shame for my brothers in arms
Man I wish this fucking tarnish
So all my brothers and sisters
the supreme divinity that I see in me
I understand love is the remedy
But sometimes I just need to know where that Remy be
Where my people at?
What’s the state
Forty-Forty beats on deck
I'm aboutta blow a quarter months rent
On a zip, pair of fresh kicks and a new lens
Keep it on the low, Clark Kent is my persona
If I
position so get back to where you came here from
I'm serious, my flow is sure to leave you in delirium
Delirious, delicious rhymes, so thank me if you're
and plane just trying to maintain in this game
When the Capitol Hill's Insane In The Membrane
Swinging on the scene with the ill Dream Team
I mean my crew's
and plane just trying to maintain in this game
When the Capitol Hill's Insane In The Membrane
Swinging on the scene with the ill Dream Team
I mean my crew's
I admit it
War is kinda crazy, but this spirit war get wicked
Warring in the spirit and the body, very different
Gotta stay alert, it's living water
conscious my sisters
And by your worst, you will get paid
There are lots of signs in life
Some that you may not like
You could be living this minute
And next
Uh, I give my man props cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops)
Don't you know that proper respect is what we're giving
(We're giving
yeah
Get up everybody and sing (Groove)
We are family
I got all my sisters with me, yeah
We are family
Get up everybody and sing
Living life is fun,
spent plenty of nights watching my momma cry tears
Dying in vain we dying in fear dying in vain we dying in fear dying in vain we dying in fear
The truth
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