Lyrics:
the sea
Where milky babies seem to be
Molded, flowing revelry
With the one that set them free
Tell all the people that you see
It's just me
Follow me
and they
Hadn’t been molded to it so
Michael heard that and liked it
And I said "Brothers Johnson's
Are writing great stuff and
You guys should collaborate"
automatics in motion
We're banging for the bread, nigga, even the molded
I got my loaf, I got my toast
Chaperone of the South, I got my coast
Yeah,
automatics in motion
We're banging for the bread, nigga, even the molded
I got my loaf, I got my toast
Chaperone of the South, I got my coast
Yeah,
sickness onto your son
(Your one and only boy)
He came into this world with a mind so clean
You took it, molded it, and made it mean
So I'ma telling
Ooh,yeah
From rags to riches, here I stand
Shaped and molded by your loving hand
With faith and trust unshaken
You led me all the way
Through
Molded in the image of his maker
Man shall have dominion over all
But because we're nothing more than human
Sometimes we stumble sometimes we fall
In
the others
Computer age, computer age, computer age
Precious metal lines
Molded into highways
Running through me
So microscopically
Days and nights
took a shovel to the lawn
No exaggeration for the content of my songs
When he went to dig it up, shit, a hundred something gone
Molded, you can ask
over this hoodie
She got beat for some clothes and her rep
With her chin up, she scolded "All y'all's molded
When I'm rich, on your neck I will step"
Molded your lungs for the breath that He gave you
Not to mention the day He saved you
And when He opened your eyes by the spirit Christ was raised
had also molded their faced according to some
ideal....Maybe they imagined that their new face would better
suit their personality....Or maybe they
got you open, kid
Yo why you frontin', you know I got you open, kid
Rest in peace to Big Proof, you was a beast, you lyrically mirrored me
Molded
the odds
These are the things that have molded us
And if life hadn't chosen us
Sometimes I wonder where I would've wound up
'Cause if it was up to me,
deep in the game, not like I toasted be
I get somewhere if a lane, they took over me
Somewhere down the line, the grind molded me
Its so sick and this
the same
It’s because
You molded me this way
My heart was un-sculpted clay
Able to be a priceless work of art;
Instead hardened; cracked;
Now bound
the demonic entities
Extracted energy of the human soul
Squeezing out individual identities
Molded to feed the hate INTO A WHOLE
Once infected
hold my hand and
Tell me now
You and I are molded into one
And I can't get enough
The future is within your sights
And it's the hope you feel
of doubt stilled ambition greed's
Isolation imprints sleeve keep your receipt,
These shoes are wearing thin
Molded bearings feeble stance
It's all
a straight line
Mind molded, taught to love you and hate mine
Climbed over it at a early age, Jay shined
Fuck the system at Lady Justice I blaze nine
Your
the 'Rari, I jumped in the jaw
Stand on the gas, ain't on no stallin'
I'm blockin' hoes, I'm doin' the ballin'
I get 'em molded, the carats flawless
rhymes
So possibly I'd be popular, huh?
That's the inspiration I got from my nigga B.I
I took him from coal to diamond, I molded his mind
Enter
ungrateful
Ma, I put you on the map, molded and shaped you (ha)
You supposed to thug it out (uh-huh) instead you buggin' out
If that's what loves about I
also molded their faced according to some ideal...
Maybe they imagined that their new face would better
Suit their personality...Or maybe they imagined
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