To mortal.. a feeling Life line through these rhymes I'm living ... Wounds turn to lessons when healing Theres a limit
Whats Big without KRS without Scott? Whats beef without whats peace cops? Whats without God or to die for a myth or facade, would you kill for pride? you alive? Now .. Whats real on side? I mean, built & disguised? real? You decide shit You can define truth or denied? Is the in the files or am I losing this crowd? I come for ya spot you for today I speak for tomorrow so savor ya Now pray on ya ya have lost me I greats & the shade they toss me off me, (what what) See all this cost me? nah ..look Ya'll see ya'll see The results, the Ya'll seen Ali Frazier, look godly But ya ain't see him up groggy The 4AM the nights of questions The grind and the method defining a this the drive embedded inside, That Andre Iguodala shot that Lebron RAAHHH, I'm still conquering these tho Still a monster the beat is on I unleashed then u seen the Peep what i'm for
Whats dope fiends? whats hope without broke without cream? what a hoe without What a pawn no king ? whats a war no chief? whats a without means? yo whats causing this Why ya on me? I'm just belief oh thats a reason i believe it u seeing me free Social media is all so highschool U got a million followers and but no one like you (Thats nice) all gonna hype you Its all goin seem right then they'll all go & you Its to, EW and AH at the lights But who am I if the suicide... its my life! Scrutinize if u blow a dog whistle go The Brood in ya blood's like a Christian with an If u I'm deaf give zero fucks, I less i'm here for good, I'm blessed,
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We don't need class but don't need ratchet We neeed thoughts but we need action We need more Khaled's we don't ya'll snappin We don't needs more that try to remake classics We don't more rappers who need gas nah, we need more and DJ's who We less Chief Keef's we more Chance's them who spit deep they more chances we need Nino's we need Migos We don't more ego's We don't need Ebro's We need more We don't need more We need more Kylies we don't more Khloe's We need more plastic we don't need gats bra bra bratin coppers at black men We don't need gossip we don't more nonsense We don't need Troy Ave's we need more
We need to it and we could do without filler Said they to see the real, someone get me a mirror Look it how they took While they kill off the Now 'm to take it back, I'm an Giver I'm a kill me dinner, then attend to my This a lesson through lost files from Mckennaa I'm still repping the i'm still getting better I been tested the best in my era I'll bet it all ... "here" Man i'm of ya'll shhh its for ya'll I'm sober stilll higher than ya'll I brought a knife to a fight with a firing The night ended when i & put a knife through em all!! Its right in my palm i'm writing this song Oh U don't it?? You ain't like it, BYE & be gone! I'm the eye of the I'll be riding act wild.. fly a drone to the side of ya dome! OH MY, get it I'm the best alive My drives electric I ain't even in a ride I'm perfection with no blemish ever left behind Picture the Fugee's Mos Def instead of Praz A movie on bless should only end if ya left If he ain't played by Deep the directors fired Or yet a show hiring the best of writers Thats no less or at minimum might The Wire
{The messiah} Now that was in the from conception Long before I was in my dads then ejected Was called to direct us , all and us Before a racist mauled Trayvon while armed a temper Before McGregor was all calm under pressure Tossin bombs with his on all the jaws that he measured Before Hov swore he on tour with Large Professor then showed Nas the Tec he said he strored in dresser Flair was in the horsemen with Ole & Arn With Rolies, & all ...figure 4'in them I was born a successor, aborted lost ... forced in that like the Joker forming in Ledger Now its (FOREMAN) a legend like, cross that caught and floord Michael right before the 11th God was bored on the 6, I was on the 7th, ONE EIGHT, that meal at my door with a present I saw a crystal with all my blessings, All of my flaws, all of my faults, all of my wrongs, all i'm Satan called, I em...relentless, He to butt in (Budden) I was Drake, he all my attention I NAH! went forward, call it progressive its more, its my core, in my senses Its war, my defenses, into question my that are or less towards the rhetorical method, Like whos the who's the rapper? I'm Bruce leroy the belt buckle chasing the master on my side, No game, look there's no he in (Arkadian) to not sell out & do a sold out stadium No way in Canseco's needles am I in... You out ya cranium! Beg god & pray to him, bless falls, off ... You out of bounds, quit playing, a dead ball!