out what you would call the dream. Yeah. And my uncle ain't even messaging me. And him missing in my life is kind of messing with me. I hope this isnt
[feat. Swizz Beatz] [Intro] My pockets on swoll my rims all flowed When I hit the club everything goes Bottles in the air put your lighters in the air
(feat. Swizz Beatz) My pockets on swoll my rims all flowed When I hit the club everything goes Bottles in the air put your lighters in the air But when
supposed to be Baby don't you see, I had a blood transfusion that left me with HIV Hoped the end exists for me since late in 1993 I died a virgin, I
at your eyes My heart just dies Beauty divine I hope you'll be mine Open your arms For all time All dressed in white Bringer of light Spend time with
six maybe, Deep dish with the great seats I flow greater than you're navigator I drop in you're town, block you're data Pimps all comin through with a
Hangin about in the sun With prozac Annie and the schizo alcoholics The sharp edged shadows And these mad electronics The barbeque?s burning With
a lot of that done died down Children of the hat tiltin' keepin hope alive now All with no high I do It so fly Bank caesar tack helicopter with the bow
who died in Iraq, Israel, Afghanistan and right here in America (Jesus Walks) Abraham Talked Muhammad Talked And Moses split the sea (Jesus Walk with
, Napoleons and cunts With their building blocks and their tiny plastic phones Counting on their fingers, with crumbs down their fronts I passed by your garden, saw you with your flowers
, I must have died, When a Black Swan flew to the rescue and cried An offer I could not refuse, now I'm working on the other side. Well, I flew with
While you lame trippin' on that goofy stupid silly shit Who you ever seen it really did, super fly filthy rich, any with it killin' shit Came in that bitch with
you lame trippin? on that goofy stupid silly shit Who you ever seen it really did, super fly filthy rich, any with it killin? shit Came in that bitch with
deaden by years, They let the saddest melodies flow They went into the old city, Inspired by the angels. In their eyes a light of hope shone, When they
and dro Hey,Hey, I came and stole the show They thought thet I would blow And now I get them every Day,Day I'm on the radio I got that killa flow Now
Den bar hans kvinde I dens kolde favn Og lagde hende for hans dor I silkekjole Hoping the angels would carry her home Leaving it all with my only friend
was a rainbow formed with no sun Roy G Bid marking the path for the chosen one An angel, my grandma, told me before she died Smart folks don't need to
