Lyrics:
the crow is never clean
This is me telling you where I came from
Bridgetown Buddha Man Vel n Lizzies Son
Bodybag or jail if you live by that gun
Never jumped
I Prayed For This)
I Prayed For This
Can't You Tell I Prayed For This
Worked Real Hard I Slaved For This
Me And GOD Got A Tight Relationship
(Aye)
I
Lets take it slow
You and me lets keep it on the low
Cuz nobody can ruin what they dont know
You told me, u aint never felt a love like this
Lets
NEVER FOLD NEVER ***** MADE, NEVER EVER GONNA DISS DRAKE
THIS N**** RE-OPENED THE DOOR, LEFT IT FOR US TO GO IN STRAIGHT
KARDI, CHOC AND SAUK
is surrounded by the pain and the violence
So the selling never safe
At the same time snitching to the Jake
Is the quickest way to get found
hunger pains
Thinkin everyday who this chrome 'gone kill
Smile in women face for a home cooked meal
Right now I hate my life
But love the way I write
For
the sickness just for fun
It's exotic, a test
Remember that time is what we want, heh
(We run this town)
We run this, run this, run this
(We run this city)
We
I know you think that this is for you, but it's not
There's triumph on the other side of your trauma
Joseph had to be sold into slavery to get into
they have for the world that they bleed dry.
They are the true pornographers
The real stylists in human perversion.
Rich educated tarts sit dumbly by
I've been alive for even longer
To be honest I could've never predicted this progress
Look at where we started
Now its 80 bars like Hov did
God did
to crescendo
Sneak all the way 'round to the back porch
Man, door handles unlocked, shouldn't be that easy to do this
You don't plan for intruders beforehand?
people to buy
Well how's this for a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by
person
This life you always need a time out
Then I'll reverse it
It's real to me, ain't gotta rehearsal
Either you're going to the job or you going say it
at night
And I never would make no fake LP's
Sucker MC's don't make no G's
They make weak, weak raps, and need to quit
22 songs, and only 3 on hit
The LP's and the Peoples called the Dilated
Long Awaited
[Evidence]
Freeze this shit is outta control
For example an actor who never snapped out
to mine
Stayed real
Even Worked problems away
When mine stayed still
Felt like I was Solid in ways
god ain't will
For me in return
Thru certain ones
But it
[Chorus]
You don't know no real shit, nigga (It's the real shit)
This the original Cypress Hill shit, nigga
We numb niggas, ya don't feel shit,
it's whack
And nah I don't take it back like what do I say to that
You real here but you faking that
Do I wait for a way or do I make the path like
I'm
to paint my LP's as mistakes
Tell me how you judge the greatest by
How many records are sold
I've got no regrets for the records I make
How can I disown my
real self in the back
Makin' friends like never before
Is this really what I want
Is they fuckin' with me or the image that I show
Man they don't even
real self in the back
Makin' friends like never before
Is this really what I want
Is they fuckin' with me or the image that I show
Man they don't even
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
ain't fake no way
Just took her soul
You should see if she okay
She gone find her way back
To this crib either way
And I cannot trust myself so I
Tell
to me
I need you Beach chair with a drink by tide pools
Until we see the moon
You know this ain't no AI speaking to you
It's my truest soul
And I be lying
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