Lyrics:
to stay calm
Even though her son got
Gripped by the Shaitan
Boogy with the devil with my shades on
J Hus hustler baby
paid by the Son of David
The Lamb
He was slain for thе shame that we all facin'
Every single lie tucked in the basement
Every single heart of stone stuck
that make niggas do they to they last rep
And rep they set til' they last breath
And I ain't even in my bag yet
I'm screamin' who want it?
Ain't get
Shattering the spell
Beaten by the lies of failure's conquest
One step from the "heavens"
Shattering the spell
When every breath's a warning
tell 'em, capiche?
I want you to go over there
And if it's what they say it is, you buy it, you bring it back
You can do that you make five grand
tell 'em, capiche?
I want you to go over there
And if it's what they say it is, you buy it, you bring it back
You can do that you make five grand
a couple bones
It's niggas that don't have legs
Running to the money
On my last breath
Come on
Shooters caught up
With your honey
On her last shift
At least
Neighbors comin' out, feds tryna cause a scene
I wake up out of breath, it was a motherfuckin' dream
What the fuck?
Shit
Man, what the fuck goin' on,
rare over by Cherson, Cherson,
we calcify fathers here below
a watery cross, with weeds
entwined
This grins restoredly,
low sleep
Wave
Oh, no,
shush
but despair
Death will take a breath
To torment the living bane
Bolts of lightning
Will pierce through black skies
The last rose of summer will
[Theme Song to "Sanford & Son"]
Ha, oh shit, you always goin' to get cha' dick sucked
Ah suck that thang, ha ha
Man that's a fuckin' rerun, turn
or two grand to
Be split three ways in those days
That was as much "success"
As we thought possible
The earliest performances on this album
Are brought
on my chest so I can't get shot by cupid
Man man I'm the man the ladies can't understand
How I can marry my grands with no wedding band or best man
scared for my life, to take the next step
I'm afraid that my next is my last breath
Baby blue sky
Lullabies told
Out on this road
Where did you go
I'm
the fuck I be I, you cannot see I
Flabbergasted, blasted, my Magnum P.I.
Oops I lie, I got a cannon bout the size of Grand Canyon
I'm prime time, giving MC's
of
breath from all the stress he never got off his chest.
Better soon than late to communicate.
'Cause if human nature of consuming hate
accumulates before
like a nomad
Feeling lost without his son this was the one and then we done
I know it's all bad now
If I'd had known
I'd been by the door
And you'd be
than
To see just your mom in tha stands every time you score
I hope as time goes by, you understand the right from wrong and
If the love don't last
clean
Then take a fresh sip out the canteen
All that grape soda gon' clog your arteries
Give you diabetes, shit, make it hard to breath
Leave you
the grand canyon
Emcees couldn't hang if they was lynched by the Grand Dragon
Searching for my style like Job-Corps
Coming home on work release
with you, cause them niggas are snakes
And the snakes in the grass, about to show their ass
Had a little speech planned, but the plan don't last
Three
lives,
I want it all,
Fuck your views and beliefs,
My Mamma told me sky is the limit,
I’m High Off Life,
Written By: Shawn P Son
with it
Son stop over here(?), you looking at me like I'm lame
But I'm looking at y'all like y'all call this the drug game
Grand child hosing sims
Put
at all
The last breath of existence
The red pain is death at all
Marked by signed cards
The burden that echoes in silence
Is the suffocating breath
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