lirik lagu rolls royce chimera – tha god fahim
yeah
know what i’m sayin’, man?
f*ck the temporary, n*gga
know what i’m sayin, n*gga, you can tell them i said it
you know who the f*ck
it’s pleasure and pain
what’s first, is it sunshine or rain?
seen fiends by the side of the train
is it my own reality? is it a known fatality?
my n*ggas ride ’til the moon crack, every rap is an artifact
prob’ly ’cause i’m lonely
lost all my homies, and all of these b*tches is phony
so don’t phone me
i’m countin’ cash like michael corleone
tha god’ll live through every poem
i keep a match lit, full blunt, for my n*ggas in the swamp
my n*ggas who got smoked, my n*ggas that got caught
i’ll crack the combination code on the lock
break you out like chapo, we sunk into the darkness like a pothole
comin’ out the fire like [?]
i learned from convicts reading qurans
i seen signs that i was god, the game will always be my bride
f*ck around, k!ll you for your pride
i gotta lay low, shooters on deck when i say so
from the cradle, we spray sh*t like maaco
on blocks, lay low
cops finna come, i gotta skate, yo
too much weed, i need a break, bro
i gotta chill
or be locked up, or k!lled
my people tellin’ me to destroy and rebuild
but it seems hard to be still
’cause n*ggas steady clappin’ steel
it’s me against the world
i’m f*ckin’ when it’s me against your girl
we twisted and the sentences swirl
my n*gga ty committed suicide
my pen, i gotta utilize
been writin’ raps since jesus was crucified
you decide * destiny with death is your fate
and when you wakin’ up, it’s too late at your wake
i got bad hands from sn*tchin’ the tape
keep the murder tape like larenz tate
my mouth airtight, just make sure the money in the bag, aight?
yesterday it was another toe tag, tonight
i been a soldier, as my holy grail filleth over
beware of the fail*faced cobra
f*ck is you facilitatin’? hatin’, i gets over
wet you like a p*ssed on sofa
your whole crew get sh*t on, villain
pump lift your f*ckin’ body up like the ceilin’
i gotta lay low, shooters on deck when i say so
from the cradle, we spray sh*t like maaco
on blocks, lay low
cops finna come, i gotta skate, yo
too much weed, i need a break, bro
i gotta chill
or be locked up, or k!lled
my people tellin’ me to destroy and rebuild
but it seems hard to be still
’cause n*ggas steady clappin’ steel
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