Late 808

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

I just did a dose of Percocet with some strippers

I just poured this lean in my cup like it’s liquor

I just need a whole lot of drugs in my system

I just tried acid for the first time, I feel good