Lyrics:
weave their roots
In a web of all Truth
All energy is linked and it knows just what we need
So I closed my eyes
Just see
My third eye opened
And I just
radio heads
So then I'll stay consistent just like your local dread
Oh
Caught in a cloud
Hear me aloud
I speak in the ways of the world and stars
Act
to different things
Witness something i ain’t knew bout
Lessen my women, i ain’t tryna get that range up
Too many dimes in ya life’ll make you change up
Penguin
the music start again
Then on the rooftop tiles, he holds his head up high, and meets the stars
He sees the lights above, the only map he needs, until
hol up
This is the Sound of Revenge
This for all my O G Screw Heads
Rest in Peace to Fat Pat DJ Screw
I'm ma show ya how to work a wood wheel
Chrome
a filly who is ready for the race!
When I have a brand new hairdo
With my eyelashes all in curl,
I float as the clouds on air do,
I enjoy being
have to respect me
Ooh
Them don't no have to come correctly
Ooh
Can't hear nothin' but the music I'm slippin'
Big head nigga's don't listen
Hot
Son said my mother when I was knee high
You need of clothes to cover you and not a rag have I
There's nothing in the house to make a boy's
medicine
I cut the head off the devil and I throw it at you!
[Violent J]
I take so many zoloft
I bleed my nose off
I run up in a church and rip my fucking
to make love to a kick in the snap
as I sat up in the cut just for waiting my chance
to solicite Sauncerea for a private dance
yo I could still remember
fuckin' era
And you should just admit it
Can't nobody do it better
Gotta Hood by Air sweater, this shit is M3
And I'm in a M3 till
My nigga Benji's we
blue sky and clean air
Where the eagle glides high above the canyons
And makes his nest in the rocks that overlook the valleys
Where the sagebrush
things need no explanation
All the while I can hear a faint voice in the back of my mind almost all the time
And she keeps my head just above the water
reveals
Itself and my bones are paralyzed
There is a figure in front of my eyes
And what's that I see? My god, IT'S A KNIFE!
Next part is foggy, clouded by
)
Let me smoke a blunt right now and get in my zone
Akademiks said Freddie Gibbs got beat up by Jim Jones (word)
I'm not a big fan of his the streets
up on Weezy,
Haze smoke in the room,
Cough, cough,
cnd it got my chest wheezing, uh,
No white, only green,
Throw your Ls up, for Leeds,
Man, I
I'm still pushing through it
Im not giving up when it come this music
I found me a bag and not finna lose it
I feel like Itachi, this flow too ill
But
on my sleeve here I take notes
Learn how to leave when we'll break up
I'll still be faithful, and Rae chill
A catastrophe in the making
I'll say this once
my left hand on the Bible, raise my right one up
And repeat after me
I'm about to swear to you
That this song is what's up
And I'll do it to these
poker face
But I'm forced to play solitaire till I get up out of here
Move like a wanted man with a bounty on his head
Work alone, sleep alone, eat
for the team
After watching the Challenger blast off
On TV in our classroom
After seeing televised death
We played with my GI Joes
I was Snake-Eyes
I
now, you can turn 'em M's upside down
We bout to win, there's an L for the other side of him
Most grace that you lost, I invite 'em in
To my soul,
of this shell
Even if one day I end up
At the flaming gates of Hell
I'll shrug my shoulders, bow my head,
Slow walk into my cell
Just close my eyes
pivot
My head on a swivel to keep up my image
These bitches are evil, got nothing to give em
I can't find the one til i'm one in a million
My mind is too
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