THIS IS MY $#IT I FUX WITH IT REPEATEDLY SIPPING ON YAK WOULD ROLL UP 2BAD I STOPPED SMOKING ALL GOOD THIS FIRE ENOUGH DO ME A FAVOR AND PUT THIS ON YOUR PLAY LIST ALREADY ON MINE HOLLA BACK 🙌 🔥 SHE AINT WORKING U AINT GOT A WIFE U GOT A TOMMY RIP TOMMY FROM MARTIN
Let me make up a story of all your creation Your cuts and scraps is what put you in the right direction Its faith against greed dont know where i would lean to There was darkness Then came the light that beseeched you The devils like a stalker his job is to creep you Entice you to hiss at the one Who crafted your blood every hair on your scalp was counted from above You murder your bothers born from another mother what a waste that your mother bore the pain Let me make up a story of all your creation It only took two drops for the lord to have pity and breathe air Into your lungs Let me tell you a story in hopes it changes the way you face the phases
funky beat! I think the instrumental does actually capture the character of these two late legends. I suggest recording the drums manually/live for that through and through dilla feel. Something this funky deserves dirt in the rhythm especially with dilla in mind.
Hooked a pivot in the kitchen Learned to listen instead of act like Something missing in the glass pipe Rhyme, found you, in the dark by lighter light And we giggled like when we survived Silly kids on a twisted night Deserved big, learned instead, alive Blue flicker tapping, leaves and flowers, guess it's his time Leaves and flowers guess it was his time
