Letras
7 days, 12 months, 24 hours
Guilty for rappin', guilty guilty for rappin'
7 days, 12 months, 24 hours
Guilty for rappin', guilty guilty for rappin'
Tryna find the peace in the mind
It's enough drama for one day, yup
I had the Stendhal syndrome
Music was so dope
I just couldn't hold
Lyrics and music heard
Can you see 'em?
Hypnagogic dreams
I will die, my music will live
The man of my time
That postmodern life
Got me thinking
Nobody's expect the
Inquisition, Spanish
Last one's left, mannish
Still banging
Slanging, how yall hanging?
Another legend's in the making
Amazing how the rage could live for ages
I ain't mad, I just gazing
At 'em Benzes,
Let me at em, dammit!
Years go hard
Like two in one
Stand in the lines
They grabbing the guns
The newest creation of sick in the mind
Sensation what I trying to find
Aiiight, just don't fight it
Dropped and sided with a dead bodies
Save me Lord almighty
You know I'm a sinner but I'm trying
Damn haters still blocking
Mad at me
Maddogging
While I'm rapping
I still standing
Why you acting
Playa fader
I packing
Rhymes for another round
And be back in the game
State of mind can't be faked
All you fools just lames
Hardest shit I ever wrote
Hardest shit I ever spoke
On a song
It's been so long
Feels alone on this road
In a time I'll be gone
Move along, fool
Skeletons in the closet, they falling out
Seems like not closing
Gotta let to hang my bozak
See me rollin
Like Pac ballin
Mind blowing
My raps flowing
Graveyard calling
Don't stop going, homie
Ruff rugged and raw
Bumping Above The Law
Stay close
Never lose that feeling
This is just a beginning
My heart still beating
Yeah I'm so deep in
Sip sipping
While you bustas tripping
Gotta tight my grip and
Never leave it
Gotta be that one
Who still keeping
Spirit of the real
Earn my own meal
Until the end of the reels
Falling wheels
Damn, time kills
Like caterpillar creeps
Breaking seals
Then butterfly flees
It lives so short, jeez
Please, I begging on my knees
Many evil deeds
In this world that we live in
Damn that beat
Yo, wha, fucking murdera
Still I saying that shit
And I ain't gonna quit, ay
They stopped tolerating
Music sub styles segregated
Only bullshit dominating
All the good shit started fading
But I'm on the Three 6 M's "Motivated"
Fuck it, hate me, I'll continue innovating
Money making and invading, geah
Hardest shit I ever wrote
Hardest shit I ever spoke
On a song
It's been so long
Feels alone on this road
In a time I'll be gone
Move along, fool
Skeletons in the closet, they falling out
Seems like not closing
Gotta let to hang my bozak
See me rollin
Like Pac ballin
Mind blowing
My raps flowing
Graveyard calling
Don't stop going, homie
Ring-ding-dong (dong)
Ringa-ding-ding-ding-dong
RTN on the song (song)
You know what's going on (what's going on)
Ring-ding-dong (dong)
Ringa-ding-ding-ding-dong (dong)
You know what's going on (what's going on)
Chea, chea
Hardest shit I ever wrote
Hardest shit I ever spoke
On a song
It's been so long
Feels alone on this road
In a time I'll be gone
Move along, fool
Skeletons in the closet, they falling out