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Kaizër - Everything! lyrics

Artist: Kaizër

album: I Exist


Don't sleep lost in one long dream I call a week
Pray more time wool over my eye abide the sheep
Every falling star is a tear
A god amongst peers
My humblest thoughts collect penny's to pay them for my ear
Seer of the sincere but this pen brings malice when it come to my peers
I lived a long 24 fears and here I lay to rest profit, pride, Charleston, a nigga thirsting for women, and talks of hitting switches when niggas make me wanna live it
Is that one bad decision in my life long dream for commitment
One ring for free is the toll bells ding when I end this vision
No contingent tenacious when it comes to my make it or take it
Bias is Len don't call me two days after the check might not answer again
End is premeditated like Robin Williams stop that no black thought lemme get to my roots Haitian and Sicilian
But I still need my ticket to heaven
Trade for a carton of smokes and all but one I'm selling
I know love subjective dejected know hearts decrepit
Remember my first love my reverend
Made my heart warm like great granny Sunday breakfast
And goin to her grave is still on the checklist
Can the dead give respect
Can the loved love the unloved and not feel vexed
Can't overcome every battle ain't Batista suplexs
Overzealous my shadow get jealous when I leave my thoughts in the dark
This Noah's ark carried two sparks for the air
Jordan couldn't afford to give me his pair and missed my flight smoking my ticket fare
Ain't to Cher gotta believe in seeds I was left to bare
Labored for fruits Aquarius born of mothers truth but sought more youth
Elixirs had me feeling five like rings on Derek Fisher
Pressure I save like war wounds so my foes aim for me amidst the fray
And here I wait for next Friday to spend it like Dae Dae
Wonder why they think Jesus infatuated with crosses
Since his death leave nothing to the spur of the moment since Duncan
Dan talking routes swear when we secure a lane will flood em out
No droughts or recession since 07 playing Wayne tapes with my brethren
Tandem seconds and blessings
Never no guessing either in your jeans or end up on stretchers
Cut what all seems of oppressors
And I'm him in and out mirrors
Purest of bottles cuddled off niggas on our island seeking violence wit no asylum
Keeping nines to hold they silence
Times trying you better wild wit your deuce
Violating just to prove crime pays that was the mind state
No longer question when junky sipping for yester tomorrow's
And I'm just drowning in wonder if momma calling of not having fathers is better than Ones loving through dollars
Can't question all thats giving then I'm susceptible to feeling and healing
Niggas just swear I got patience
Niggas think nigga shit like they can make it and ain't save shit
Niggas my niggas even when they ain't nigga
But all these Niggas just
Want me to keep it 100 on discussions but be short two 50s in public
My cheapest bluff is warren buffet
Bluffton to Charleston all around boarders
If I gotta be strapped then I'm a Chi town hoarder cooling sipping Florida water
Conquer my mission if I can't how I expect my girl, granny, jazzy, and my momma to stop bitching
Must be a pigment issue got bounty on niggas heads
Make for a soft head wannabe hard ass met Dash now I know
Niggas getting plays off cash
Maybe it'll faizon with love cause I know that life don't last
Learned that from Murphy, Walker, Jlo Stalker, a James Jersey
When my taste low I'm a known popper my niggas keep peels I keep referrals to the Doctor
This ninja built off ignance I'll shell shock ya
Leave you pissed with pails you kick the bucket
Fucking Destiny's Child made worthwhile told me only worry for the highs LeToya Luckett
Now they tryna wrap head round my subject without reaping concussion
Nigga for profit dropping three project in one year
My single song match whole catalog and I put that on this here
You don't sit well with the intel we roll deep like Adele
That's on DJ get the block spinning just for my replay
Fuck a op we shoot blocks love the smell of fried pork
Imagine me wit the burner freeing more niggas souls than Nat Turner
Fuck that
L lemme hol your FN scratch more niggas out then the lotto niggas built Terry Crews
And still ain't solid
Take more time with this mold since Muhammad
Stopping the ganja can't be bothered trimming family trees and leaving no father
But you so righteous you so just but your soul is lifeless your heart been hiatus I need Hospis I need sedation of that four letter word you won't acknowledge
Around too many pocket rockets start to study aeronautics
My only question if the bullet was never meant how do I stop it
Telling youth I only bleed during topics so I lose half of conscious
This America home of unworthy and false prophet
Just a boy doing God's work and institution still got me jobless

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