I pray you find the kindness in your heart for Wayne
His entire life, he gave you what there was to gain
I watched this whole debacle so I’m part to blame
Last request, can all producers please get paid?
Salute Ross ’cause the message was pure
He see what I see when you see Wayne on tour
Flash without the fire
Another multi-platinum rapper trapped and can’t retire
Grimey savage, that’s what we are
Grimey shooters dressed in G-Star
You came into my life with no warning like a flash of light
And I was doing fine but as you came in, I watch my future rewrite
I‘m not ready, I am not prepared
I was so steady, on my feet but now I’m up in the air
It’s just you and me, with the world beneath our feet
We can see for miles up here
We can go wild up here
It’s just me and you
Now we’re taking in the view
We can spend the rest of our days way up here just me and you
You left your flowers in the backseat of my car
The things we said and did have left permanent scars
Obsessed depressed at the same time
I can’t even walk in a straight line
I’ve been lying in the dark no sunshine
No sunshine
No sunshine
Yo, Tip, I hear your side and everybody talk though
But ain’t goin’ against the grain everything I fought for?
Prolly so, Ye, but where you tryna go with this?
It’s some shit you just don’t align with and don’t go against
You just readin’ the headlines, you don’t see the fine print
You on some choosin’-side shit, I’m on some unified shit
Watch your own back
Came in and go out alone, black
Stay in the zone turn H2O to Cognac
Will I fall? Will I fly?
Heal my soul
Fulfill my high
Cross my heart
And hope to die
With my slice
Of Devil’s pie
Poopy-di scoop
Scoop-diddy-whoop
Whoop-di-scoop-di-poop
Poop-di-scoopty
Scoopty-whoop
Whoopity-scoop, whoop-poop
Poop-diddy, whoop-scoop
Poop, poop
Scoop-diddy-whoop
Whoop-diddy-scoop
Whoop-diddy-scoop, poop
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Them bricks is way too hot, you need to cut it
Your price is way too high, you need to cut it
White J’s
white Porsche
White wrist
white horse
Learn from every time you ever fail
We go and start a fire up anywhere like Boy scouts
I cut off some friends, where they go?
I stick to the plan, that’s the goal
The mind is a terrible thing to waste
I show love cause it’s a terrible thing to hate
Go to ’82, head it back to the old school
When there was no rules, bullshit heroics
Where did everybody go?
Guess that we’re The Last Poets
Is there no hope, that this generation blow it?
All about the dough, the glow and the moet
At least some more Bone Thugs or some fuckin’ Big Pun
Give it up bro, all of these kids are plain dumb
And you’re useless
Ten minutes, she tell me it would take ten minutes
To break my heart, oh no she didn’t
F… livin’, I’ma drown in my sorrow
F… givin’, I’ma take not borrow
And I’m still sinnin’, I’m still losin’ my mind
I know I been trippin’, I’m still wastin’ my time
All the time given, am I dyin’? Am I livin’?
It’s f… feelings, my sorrow go up to the ceilin’
It could all be so simple
But you’d rather make it hard
Loving you is like a battle
And we both end up with scars
Tell me, who I have to be
To get some reciprocity
See, no one loves you more than me
And no one ever will
I’m a train wreck in the morning
I’m a bitch in the afternoon
Every now and then without warning
I can be really mean towards you
I’m a puzzle, yes, indeed
Ever-complex in every way
And all the pieces aren’t even in the box
And yet you see the picture clear as day
I’m scared to death that she might be it
That the love is real, that the shoe might fit
She might just be my everything and beyond (beyond)
Space and time in the afterlife
Will she have my kids? Will she be my wife?
She might just be my everything and beyondv
We are at war
With the universe
The sky is falling
And the only thing that can save us now
Is sensitivity and compassion
But I know one thing’s for sure
I’m gonna get my kicks before it all burns down
Some say tragedy is hard to get over
But some time that tragedy means its over, soldier
From the academy, league of rollers
I deny being down though they seem to hold us
My shoulders are strong, I prove them wrong
I ain’t doing nothin’ but movin’ on, let the truth be known
But they talk that freedom matters, and didn’t even leave a ladder, damn
When he f… me good I take his ass to Red Lobster, ’cause I slay
When he f… me good I take his ass to Red Lobster, ’cause I slay
If he hit it right, I might take him on a flight on my chopper, ’cause I slay
Drop him off at the mall, let him buy some J’s, let him shop up, ’cause I slay
I might get your song played on the radio station, ’cause I slay
I might get your song played on the radio station, ’cause I slay
You just might be a black Bill Gates in the making, ’cause I slay
I just might be a black Bill Gates in the making
I get to these racks consistently
Who gon’ stop me now?
I looked in the mirror today
And seen the realest person I ever met in my life
You say you got a girl
Yeah, how you want me?
How you want me when you got a girl?
The feelin’ is reckless
Of knowin’ it’s selfish
And knowin’ I’m desperate
Gettin’ all in your love
Fallin’ all over love, like
Do it ’til it hurts less
Hangin’ out the back, all up in your lap
Like is you comin’ home? Is you out with her?
I don’t care long as you’re here by
10:30, no later than
Drop them drawers, give me what I want
See, I done been to the Pearly Gates, they sent me back
Good die young, I ain’t eligible for that
Chef Sweaty braising your faculty
Face getting gray from the ash, but I’m laughing
That’s the trace in me, n….
F… out my face while I’m thinking
Ain’t step foot up in my momma place for a minute
My days numbered
I’m focused heavy on making the most of ’em
I feel like I’m the only one pressin’ to grow upwards
It’s still f… you and whoever you showed up with
Trying to see an M and some steadier hands
I’m fresh
I’m clean
I’m biting on my lip and I’m looking so mean
Brooklyn ridin’ with us, got my jeweler ridin’ with me
Watch us drift off this good dodie
I can’t provoke all these killas won’t go though
It’s the, rap diablo, macho when I drop flows
Bar gets raised up, it’s me and Petey Pablo
Colder than gazpacho, colder than the mono
Rapping head honcho, rocking shows like I was Bono
I go play a couple keys on the piano
The industry a lie, all the promises were hollow
No feelings, no feelings, no feelings
No feelings, no feelings, no feelings
Shout out to Asian girls, let the lights dim some
I try it if it feels right
This feels nice
I’ve been down and lost for days
Glad I found you on the way
When the day gets better, the night gets brighter
I always feel this way
Through the hills
I hear you callin’, miles and miles away
There’s someone gorgeous in my bed tonight
Yet I’m still petrified that I’ll die alone
I don’t fantasize, I make movies