, I'm in the front You need a job, this ain't cuttin' it Nicki Minaj is who you ain't fuckin' with You lil' brag-a-lot beat you with a pad-a-lock I am
don't The hustlers win, the busters won't What can I say, you can't come out and play With the real ones, dig this you'll get broke with the quickness
change And so with the slow graceful flow of age I went forth with an age old desire to please On the edge of seventeen Just like the white winged dove
hello) yo wassup, this is Kells (Hello, hello) Im not in right now (Hello, hello) Leave your name and number at the beep (Hello, hello) I'll get with
we dreamed one afternoon, long ago Walk into splintered sunlight, inch your way Through dead dreams to another land, maybe you're tired and broken Your tongue is twisted with
me on my own Broke-down car but the wheels still roll Down the dry, dry dusty road Stuck inside a tunnel Beset with diamond lies Wings of night enclosing
with a broken wing We were always afraid, what tomorrow might bring We'll drive down to Durango, up and leave this place And maybe forget the triangle with
forever May not realize your dreams And love sometimes Is like the blowin' wind It can take us to wherever Sending us on silent wings But I have broken
perfect Just imagine me with no flaws Like a parking, lot wit no cars Cell block, wit no bars World wit no wars, L.A. wit no stars Check this out, I can heal your broken
my enemies tryna' do what I do Came in with my style, so I fathered you I kept changin' on the world since barbecue Now you wanna hang with niggas I hung with
walks to school with the lunch she packed Nobody knows what she's holding back Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday She hides the bruises with the
wall Gonna walk around this town with a can of whiskey Gonna run like a bird, gonna roll out in the dirt Gonna run around this town with a phone machine
fuck it I'm broke stare Drake was at the club and he bald like no hair Living life from a whole different angle Only see the road through the wings of
of the Lion, Jah love for the bleeding Training Day! Warrior soldiers, we still believe you! Crawling through poison ivy My soul still flies with broken wings
a chick in the 'burbs Maybe 'cause I'm nice with the nails, and slick with the verbs Yeah, it's Ms. Jizzaz, fizzaz to spizzaz I'm like better shabizzaz with
You're standing quiet next to me Just like an angel with a broken wing We tried to find a never waning star But we can only see a blinded shine in the
in pain But you keep on living anyway We all have excuses why Living in fear something in us dies Like a bird with broken wings It's not how high he
She's knocking at my door But I won't let her out no more She's like a shot of adrenaline She made me fly with broken wings With nothing but the radio