Lyrics:
that come with divisions
That’s going make room for additions
Haters just hate their positions
Fuck 'em I’m shitting on all their predictions
My bitch
true addiction
Rule the world is my new prediction
We a different class A different division
Never gave a fuck about a opinion yeah
Cruising through
rationality to rest in
Over there, my other self is not
The protagonist of a horror film
Stuck in the running reel of every dusk and dawn
With each prediction
stole his attention
It was my prediction weather man
Quit hitting my phone its getting annoying
Your girl keep on calling
Mysterious watching
I'm
out if you have to
Menace they tried to label us way back in the classroom
Winners they gotta label us prediction was so wrong
Still loading up them
another one of my accurate predictions,
Big Apple drops bombs like I'm crashing a building!
With the van I'm equipped with, kids cower 'fore I kill 'em
You
I took a look around the altar
I found nothing but a book
About prediction of the end times
And a universal crook
Make your maker make-believe
stress
Put her shit in a box to the left
Got me feeling lonely
Like I'm Tom Hanks, where's my Wilson? (WILSON)
No warnings, no predictions
Not even
predictions
Hear no sounds
Already focused on next one now
Celebration
Pour some down
Ain’t Boonk Gang
So I won’t fall down
Kick back with a diss track right
seems beyond reach
Disappearing into an abyss of solitude
Drowning in pitch black
Getting lost inside your head
Focusing on these predictions that mimic
Do your wrists bleed in dim light
I can't save you every time you fall
It's my prediction you will fail
If you want to die, you will prevail
My
it when they making they predictions
They been sleeping on us but my squad ain’t going fishing
From the, from the free throw I get it fly like Lando
THE PASTOR WAVING HIS HANDS AS HE GIVING MY PREDICTIONS BUT I'M A KID FROM THE HOOD SO POVERTY IS MY COMPETITION AND SINCE NOTHING WAS FREELY GIVEN I HAD
cause I'm sittin' on a mountain of truth
My predictions are winnin' although I'm only beginnin'
And you know I do not worry about sounding aloof
I smoke
ain’t pay too much, I went to family traditions
You know we get it how we can, But got watch for divisions
All these predictions
That a nigga i wouldn’t
the wreckage
It's clear we had this coming for a long, long ass time
A long ass time
A long ass time
A long ass time
A prediction of science, a blizzard of lies
it's not your intention
Unondida that is my prediction
Did I mention, did I mention
Terera
When you see me unomerera
Out of words unopererwa
prediction
I pushed my pen like I was crazy
Writing my words in a frenzy
Time and space condensed
That on a page that I don't want to see
Another story,
days, this was a decision, I'm staying driven
Tryna find my way out of concealment, ay
My shit precision, and I'm making a prediction
More that I'm
a prediction,
This is a spoiler,
Mehn this the last time under
By December all shows and features come through my manager
Cos
Cash rules, everything around me,
yelling about?
Just a prediction of where we're going
It's shifting, and drifting and tumbling down
A science fiction, no happy endings
Stuck with your
at night
To atone for our sins
Prophets hard predictions
Preached to the winds
Closer to the sun
Farther from the moon
Genies on the run
And Job sings
flock when you hot that’s just my prediction
Girl I’m sorry no forgiveness benjis on my wishlist
Baby I don’t want ya pussy business is my Interest
How do
qu'mes écrits
Donne du taf aux historiens!
Je n'cesse d'améliorer ma diction
Et j'me dit qu'si on y croit assez fort
On retourne les prédictions
Donc mon
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