Lyrics:
celebrity is you
I see Muhammed Ali
Clanking goes my trolley (18)
Starred in "Hello Dolly"
When it ran out of blue and Salvatore Dali
He did a little sketch
the celebration!
This evening is pronounced in my memories by the amount of laughter and talking and pictures and trying to make up for lost time in one night. This
would come record it
With phonetic clone software who ever woulda thought it?
But I included numbers in my rap unsupported
By their new OS that's why OS
in's injust
All I see is more proof, there's no place for us
They had my man Carter locked in a cage, like an animal
Drive him to the point where
and using potent
So what else was I gonna do
My Bible says that if any man be in Christ, he's a new preacher
Old things are passed away
Behold, all things
it's coming your way
Open your mind
Oh my my my my mind
You've lost again you've lost again my friend
Let the sorrow pass you by
Surround it in blue
grows in Pennsylvania
I know she's from Jersey
These are the slavery chords I was taught by my grandmother
The things she whispered in my ear
She taught
a beat with my feet by just hitting a loop
Bringing the lyrics to prove that I can fit in these shoes
I give you the truth through the vocal booth
Stars
she's there if I'm in need
While I'm at shows getting tempted by girls that are on their knees
You know I'm only a teen, it's like my eyes started
that?
In the crib that you livin' at, you
Only got men on ya wall
Where are all the women at?
I been could scrap, and you a decent height
But if my fists
People think I'm crazy 'cause my dream but we are both sane
Living off of music it's a picture in an old frame
Don't you worry 'bout me I got my girl
believe the world we live in's injust
All I see is more proof, there's no place for us
They had my man Carter locked in a cage, like an animal
Drive him
of revelations
In an arbor by the side of the road
Old brush arbors by the side of the road
Where a sinner could lay down his heavy load
It was in those old brush
of old me
Forever hot headed but never got cold feet
Got up in the game won't look back at my old seats
Clique so deep we take up the whole street
I
of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it
You and me are not the same
I was
in a party bathroom
Some actress askin' me what happened, you
That's what happened, you
You who charmed my dad with self-effacing jokes
Sippin' coffee
After three months in the grave
And then you wondered where it went to as I reached for you
But all I felt was shame
And you held my lifeless frame
And I
of mind, are you sick?
'Round here main way to provide for your kin
Is in a flick blade, little push bike and a SIM
In London a place where it's nicer
see me in the
Swing I'm in my best place
Scope 4-5 and the 9 with the best aim
RIP to BIG cause he dying on his death date
Ready for mine, steady with
show them boys throw my
Picture in the frame
Ain't gone be lame, a partna named Shane
Ima cause pain, Joe cuttin against the grain
Gone fade me up get
show them boys throw my
Picture in the frame
Ain't gone be lame, a partna named Shane
Ima cause pain, Joe cuttin against the grain
Gone fade me up get
it with a roundhouse kick in a karate
No pictures taking needed don't be a paparazzi
Go ahead be jealous!
It ain't my problem
Rainin' with the threes I
it with a roundhouse kick in a karate
No pictures taking needed
Don't be a paparazzi
Go ahead be jealous!
It ain't my problem
Rainin with the threes
I
the conversation
Ride, I'm in to taking my time, so I
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Ride I don't tell her no lies, I just
(Tell
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