Lyrics:
What a feeling, beings believing
I can have it all now I'm dancing for my life
Take your passion and make it happen
Pictures come alive you could dance
feel some type of way
Mhmhmm
Everybody looking forward for a new day
Mhmhmm
I was looking for Truth
Missunderstood
Walking with you
Makes me feel
ya'll to do for me is light ya
weed,lay back and we gon take a ride
A ride all the way through
Through the Ice Cream Man's whole life.
child
I made a video today and 3 people made fun of me for being fat
Is that so, my boy
Yes, master Null
And they won't stop
Don't you cry
Don't cry
I
I'm your master, you belong to me
Yes, you belong to me
Yes, I'll make your life complete
And you will never blame me
For this emptiness, that you
By the tape of the world
That looks on in amused contempt and pity
This unconsented veil wraps around my eyes
Grips my mouth shut
And ties tightly
Time is the master and time can be a disaster!
So I want you start movin', start and I want you to say
Ticking away the moments that make up
me, you need to follow
Come and follow the wave
And when you see me, just wave
Rampage, I came a long way
I gotta thank God for seein' another day
the hard way
I bring the whole south with me you should just call me
And we can make a piñata out of him all day
And I even finnin' to be gentle
You can
these people don't
These bitches mainting the status quo
They hangin' all over the master's role
Holding that power's their way to go
Free up the funds,
you, waiting for you
With nothing on
(Rap by Chyna Whyte)
I'm hittin you on the two-way, shit, cause I want it bad
And I ain't thinkin bout nothing
that you tackle and breakdown
You will make make ground on other mcs im n my way now
It takes a long time
To master your skills
Get out what you put in
Couldn't find my way so I simply did the math
Freed my mind with a little paragraph
Some are stuck on stupid but can't grasp
I'm built for this task so why
on me
Game on lock, master key
Uh, Mastery, a master ball couldn't capture me
Now Blastoise, blast for me
Uh, Mastery, this is the way that it has to be
right through the afterlife
'Cause when you die make you look way past the light
And hind sight I drop the type of rhyme
To give the blind sight,
matter
Move your body for the master, the master
Shaliluleelele yeah yeah yeah yeah shalilulelele yeah
Hands up high, tip your toe
I'll make you fly up
niggaz
Street Life
Mothafuckin' street life
Got us caught up
Soulja Slim
Only life we know
Silkk The Shocker
Ya heard me?
Master P
This for all
the Master's bouquet
Gathering flowers for the Master's bouquet beautiful
flowers that will never decay
Gathered by angels then carried away forever to bloom
in
"What am I offered good folks?" he cried
"Who will start the bidding for me?
A dollar, one dollar, two, only two
Two dollars who will make it three
in a world of you and a girl,
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl.
You must spread the words of the master teacher.
You die by
(was “start shooting” in your master plan…)
(was “start shooting” in your master plan…)
A troll war
An open sore
America gets what it asks for
No
can't make out what your master said
Before he made you go
And then I think you're playing far too rough
For a lady who's been to the moon
I've lain
Yeah back it up
Vultures of culture
A dollar a rhyme, but we barely get a dime
Uh-huh, check it out
If you don't own the master, then
wise guy
Military minding, front lining, all up for a drive by
Case over like the last don, like all the cash gone
Answer wrong, cause I'm
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