Lyrics:
I'm bound
I can't be found, I'm down the rabbit hole
My attention stolen, I'm not in control
Life is boxed by the sheen of a new routine
It passes by in
Off to boarding school in upstate
Walk to my dorm room, meet my roommate
The autumn leaves begin to turn and the air is no longer warm
I put on my
retreat to the trees surrounded by green but I need
Need more for my kin and more for my team, I always
Danced to a different type beat
Off kilter
I've got too many regrets to be so young
Fear lies behind each word that rolls off my tongue
Try breathing with a broken lung
My inside's are
this bitch ain't take no brakes
For these hoes niggas Simp son, OJ
So much weight, I'm the reason Earth rotate
And that fake love, I don't feel it at all
down there appears too thin to walk on, so there's no way to do it by hand... So, I'll need to use my lightweight remote control car to split the trees
the scrolls
Then months later it was, then years later it was
Written on loose leaf, that old formula
That was stolen by a new thief
The journalist watched it,
All hope long ago buried
Here in London in a sea of strangers
(A necklace of Marian's has
Been stolen by the
Crowd the conman laughs Marian struggles
they walk in Egypt
But the people of God who assault the seas
And the Earth until the Church
Is off to see Him
Lemme jam it man, not by my own works
But
you say I'm dickin my consumer
Suede Puma's as I walk down Florence
With warrants that don't go to court in Torrance
Tonight I'm buzzin thought I wasn't
tie
N.Y. national league of big guys with stolen 5's
Albums cloud him, phantom of the opera style
With loud phones, system, 100 thousand watts in em
to see my silhouette acquire a permanent kink in a posture
The metenance of icicle spirit by the warmth of true endearment
Was, is, and forever will be
uhh...
Uh oh.... Uh oh...Uh oh...uhh... Uh oh
Sophomores in school, pulling up in stolen Hyundais
Never half truths, Never hit you off with one
Grab nigga voice box bet he wont talk
Grab nigga knee caps bet me wont walk
Grab em by the chest plate whats the best way
Stiff way make a nigga
a lot of niggas went pop drop
so i thank you for my life and all that i got
i want to praise you and drop off a message to Pac
i was sitten here
the cemetery
Take my hand, and off we stride
You don't know all the things you're missing out on 'til you have died
Witches taking flight
The dead will walk
The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows stay propelling
Let these words be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room
it doesn't seem like you want it but you steadily on me I told you once already now you better get off
me
Hook
If you feel it in the back come and walk
Here we go
Climbing the stairway to heaven
Here we go
Walking the road of ecstasy
Taking the load
Of this whole world off our shoulders
Criminals
Adrenaline junkies
With bad habits
A bunch of misfits
Prone to death
Prone to violence
I'm rolling passenger
In a stolen Vet
Hotel hop'n with hos
the market thieves
Where vendors cop the stolen citrus out they pyramids
Merry without a slapstick mavericks plugged directly to 3rd rail
surges
Piss
hasn't
Caught you by surprise
In fact it's with faith I choose
To walk instead of sight
I know that you love ‘em
Since the womb you knew them
You never
antifreeze-laced steak by the pound
And locked his ten bodyguard in a stolen van, with duct tape
Naked with man one and two watchin'
They don't want that fate
tokens
Stolen Herringbone shirts
Still chirp’n on skirts
In cologne on the phone
With Stallone eating Perch
Off of 54th and Crenshaw
Right by the wall
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