Lyrics:
here by a bitch dude
That didn't know how to resolve they issue
You had a life but now they dismissed you
You gone
Give a bitch ass mark some chrome
That
Resist every move they make by fulfilling our own hearts
Not by backing off and dropping out, get in there for a start
If you're looking for some
Visions still unclear
I'm here even though not here
Paths still not getting easy
Insecurities don't wanna leave me
See it all In Thre3dee
Trapped in my own
been creeping for weeks
Mama made a talking head
Brain and organs in a bag of bones
Daddy gave me swagger yet I'm
Surrounded by rapping clones
If you
a trial run
Just heard these kids don't know 'bout Malcolm
And I'm sort of heartbroken 'cause the elders lost hope in our youth
And here I sit dead in
hold in the 1950’s when we were already entranced by baseball, bikinis and the boob tube. We invented manned flight, atom bombs, and duct tape before we
See the English roses spreadin' through the land, but there's a wag-'n-bietjie thorn in the African sand
There's a thorn upon the rose stems, could
It's not latin, or white, or black music
It's that cooked up coke, crack music
Black Thought and Pharoahe, the rap duet
It's that lucid rapid eye
here
ADHD I cannot stand still
BBQ tryna get in my grill
I get in the booth and start feeling myself
Yeah I grab it off the shelf, good wealth
My new
while the little homies hold my beer
Had to move out of Compton, too much tension here
Glock on my lap, I'm in this Lamborghini switchin' gears
I been
and left me
(You left me)
Drowning in my memories of you
I remember
Singing Disney songs together
Laughing about the English weather
We kissed by
[Busta Rhymes]
Yeah.. Busta Rhymes now, Flipmode now, check it
See we in two-thousand-and-three already, catch up to us
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
paper all over de flo', hair up in a ugly ol' bun, fountain pen danglin' out her asshole, an' talkin' dirty to a member o' de royal fam'ly!
Girl! dis
What a mighty God I serve
Created the earth by word
He spoke it like it was
From the bugs in the mud
To the doves up above
I've learned
That He
English lit but I was doing truancy
Gold zip drip she's in love with the Louis V
She keeps on saying I hope you're not using me
Babe I'm legit I'm not
in the _______
not at all was I shocked she wasn't ________
at my performance
I leave 'em in aw without warning
so try to ascertain your ass a brain
the inside, I see you later
Here comes the drama, oh
That's that nigga with the fake, bloaw!
Why you punch me in my face? Stay in your place
Play your
it play in the modern world
By me kings reign
By me kings reign
You can have all the diamonds you want
But if you want to see things plain
Get wisdom
up a screw up i grew up a screw up
Me and them are not the same
My brain learn to block the pain
For my crew I'll take the blame
Take a bullet! take
and we boutta tear it up
When I'm with the gang, I be doing too much
Sauce when I drip, I can bag yo lil chick
By the end of that night, she in love with
just like a fetus
Or a tumor, but here is the rumor
Dre is in the neighborhood and he's up to no good
When I start expressing myself, Yella, slam it
just like a fetus
Or a tumor, but here is the rumor
Dre is in the neighborhood and he's up to no good
When I start expressing myself, Yella, slam it
that
It smells like broke in here
Bro-Broke In here
Bro-Broke In here
I'm sorry what's that
It smells like broke in here
Bro-Broke In here
Bro-Broke In
there
That nigga Brandon start flirtin' with 3 hoes
cnd I sit in the room still while everyone's enjoying there time here
But I'm not enjoying my time
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