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Jason Yorel Wilson
Jason Yorel Wilson
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Jason Yorel Wilson
Jason Yorel Wilson
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Jason Yorel Wilson
Jason Yorel Wilson
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Kyle Anthony Eastman
Kyle Anthony Eastman
Producer

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I understand the situation now Having eyes they don't see, and having ears they don't hear Everything that's seen is temporary, and everything that's not seen is eternal You're not your body you live in your body Do you really think you are looking at me Power, money, Shortie's and weed You gotta know, you gotta know there's no love in the street Power, what it takes to succeed You gotta know, don't be controlled by the things you can't see I'm looking over my baby pictures, watch me get bigger I was just living and figured momma would live forever I seen somebody get stabbed, Poppa She's bleeding ketchup I was like 13 when I seen my first Mac 11 Eventually my persona became a urban legend I seen a lot, started walking around with bad intentions And even though I saw trees and buildings I felt the desert You check the micc and I'll check yah chin matter of fact, yo check it We drinking40's and bagging shorties, they gettin' pregnant We bring children into this world with more unanswered questions C-section incisions, cut the girl on section 8 And they ain't know I had a temper until they touched my plate Yes I'm that dog that don't bark so bite marks remain You shining and they grinding, now they got you for your chain Labeled a vet and you have yet to turn a Bible page These last days I'm like the Kraken released from my cage Increase the pain as I cut through the vail that blinds their face You weight that 8th, but you can't find a scale to weight your sins Jesus loves me but satan hates the relationship Licensed to carry but bullets don't make me dangerous I tell a story of blood and glory, demonic orgies You gotta take it the way I ate it, it's mandatory This life is antichrist, I heard a voice like thunder call me Fallen into a bottomless pit and I can't ignore it Power, money, Shortie's and weed You gotta know, you gotta know there's no love in the street Power, what it takes to succeed You gotta know don't, be controlled by the things you can't see Now ever since the beginning I've been sinning, taking a long rout Heaven invading earth what the songs about Repertoire make y'all all bounce, remove all doubts Increase downloads on sound cloud Exile Child rebounds with a style like the x-files Kick a hole through your textile and walk a green mile Might seem senile, if beef pops now it's man down And if Jesus walked on water he can walk on clouds The antichrist is in this life I'm slicing off his crown Through pissy stair cases walking in the direction danger Knowing the climate is changing I find myself clashing with human nature Gang members is banging, we all speak the same language Bullets spraying is entertaining and I plead the 5th See me on the low, I roll 456 Until I learn to turn my cheek for now you getting clipped By any means my jobs to get you to the crucifix I from the streets so my style may be a little ruthless And if I grab you by your neck it's cause you think I'm stupid I'll turn your night into a dream like I was Freddie Kruger I mind my business son and fed my pits Eukanuba Pray for peace but still surround myself with decent shooters These are the last days, feel compelled to start a movement I hope I'm ready but we all somehow need improvement I prophesied last album now it's time to really do it This is when ink turns to blood, my fans say hallelujah Power, money Shortie's and weed You gotta know, you gotta know there's no love in the street Power, what it takes to succeed You gotta know don't, be controlled by the things you can't see
Writer(s): Jason Wilson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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