Lyrics:
and demand; I'm The man to supply! Y'all like who came with this guy
Hell if I told you about how I'm surrounded
By potential it's essential drop everybody that
This world don't love you son
This world don't love you son
Niggsa tryna take yo cornbread better eat yos
The world need bullies man R.I.P. Debo
Taught
little son
Niggas think they better than me
But they always get outdone
I just went up to the bank
I Just made me a Bank run
Bitch just made me a run
little son
Niggas think they better than me
But they always get outdone
I just went up to the bank
I Just made me a Bank run
Bitch just made me a run
to be a lion
But death will make you humble when you dyin'
Yeah, death will make you humble when you dyin'
Yeah, money make these little niggas feel
Spread out now, Rosie
Doctor come cut loose her mama's reins
You know playin' blind man's bluff
Is a little baby's game
You pick up Little Dynamite
a little deeper in the well
Well, my papa used to tell me, "Don't be fooled by things you see
If you wanna get at the heart of things, you gotta dig way
the noise
To the young boys, you fuckin' with a grown-ass man
Watch your tone or get acquainted with the back of my hand
Nubian Brand steadily
Nine little horses sitting in my hand, oh
Told if I hold 'em, I could be a better man
One ran away 'cause he could not wait, oh
Now I've only got
Let’s talk about The Lion and The Lamb
Let’s talk about the one who holds my hand
Converse about The Seed of Abraham
He’s The Son of Man let’s talk Jesus
imagination
Let's tone it down just a little bit
I'm a big shark, y'all some little fish
LSD give a twist, turn your life into licorice
No middlemen meddlin'
a - ny-time If you're look-ing for a
Pea - nuts! If you're look-ing for a
Mo - ral to this song, Fif-ty mil-lion lit-tle mon-keys can't be wrong Pea -
the pipe and I'll paint the picture crystal
Was a skinny guy with some taste like the skittles
Lot of different flavors yea it varies by the middle
Man in
as tight as a python
Yeah I want to be the goat but inside I'm a lion
I got a vision I don't listen to niggas that pessimistic
I shifted gears and sped by my
on Little Bo-Peep but made them all
We didn't sleep, surrounded by the elite
I'm from the sewer deep
Not if you from my suites
If you the can't compete
And I
paid man
I've got two sons man
I need to feed my sons man
I'm going to stand on the streets
And sell this album man
Like DJ Sbu man
Like how Dj Sbu
are a lion by heart. Verse. Me know seh it ruff outta street, Gun shot a beat,
Hungry and not even a sweetie Roof top a leak, No space for the weak,
You
'cause I'm blinded by the Son
Okay, bred from the 6, I'm Jordan with the brand, son
Hail from the L.I., 3-1 after 6, son
Dodge a Tech N9ne like everybody
'em
We always solve 'em, like
Man, it's kinda crazy thinking about it though
Like so much has happened yo, and I mean shit, by the time y'all are
this motherfuckin' game!
When a little time go by, they forget what you've done for them
Always tried to comfort them, now you ready to come for them
[Kane] Brother man, brother man
[Shane] Uhh, a brother man, brother.. man, yeah!
[Kane] Brother man, brother.. man, go 'head
[Shane] Brother
the South Coast is wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Cholon
But a lion still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always alone
I played
why
I pick music, I choose to choose it
Flow sick, at you I'm shooting
With the last hair from the lions beard
I've been where you can't even fear to be
why
I pick music, I choose to choose it
Flow sick, at you I'm shooting
With the last hair from the lions beard
I've been where you can't even fear to be
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