CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Senzu (On A Sunday)
Krillin, still got one of those Senzu Beans?
Let me have one, ok
Tug a war with my higher self & the fallen Angel (Yeah)
My triggers come from all angles (All angles)
I was taught to take pre-caution, don’t talk unless it’s a trusted force (Yeah)
What’s it to gain the whole world & forsake the source? (What's the point)
I got my shadow self locked in a figure four
My ego tripping balls, my soul want me to be the bigger boy (Bigger boy)
Plants surrounding only real n***as can stand around me (Yeah)
You talking slick only gеt you placed with a bounty (Doot doot doot doot doot)
I’m from Dade that's a county that you ain't gotta mention (Nah)
Don’t sleep on Broward thеm Zoe’s still walk with extensions ([?])
I got a habit I’m slow to talk but still quick to listen (Yeah)
You pay attention & find who’s under suspicion (Woo)
As my subconscious thickens (Yeah)
Lessons adapted couldn’t go against it
It would’ve been the end of friendships (Would've been the end)
Enlightenment was a mistress that impeded my senses (Yeah)
Couldn’t say no I was curious f**k/for convincing, Mmh
I cross my heart as I beg for the lords' forgiveness
I don’t lost my discipline, I’m more tempted to serve a sentence (Forgive me God)
Me & Biddy in the trenches plot revenge & vengeance (Yeah)
This can’t be good for my spirit, I fought the kinship (Woo)
But shouts to Marciano (Yeah)
I pop a bottle with the good fellas instructing plans to follow over plates of tacos (Yeah)
I ate too much and pulled a Mr. Socko (Yeah)
Threw my belongings up, was coughing up over oceans & palms & such
I got mistakes I’m taking to the grave ([?])
I was taught remain relaxed & paid ([?])
I took some L’s I went on jets & slayed
Distracted by the asses of thicker jawns on my sexcapades
Traveled round the world before thirty
I knew that I was worthy
f**ked me some Rihanna’s, Jeanette Mccurdys
It never served me
Told the lord I need more than patience to deal with all these curvings (Yeah)
Lusting for acceptance will leave you starving & keep you thirsty
Drinking from the fountain of misguided teachings (Yeah)
Smoking blunts was how I opted grieving
Need higher realms when all these lows vibrations start impeding
n***a I been nice since coke & blondes was how you found the weekend (Yeah)
Young Sylvan hop on anything & move like Pistol Pete-ing (Yeah)
I am versatile not 1 dimensional that’s not my memo (Yeah)
I’ma hop on trap beats & still kill these type of instrumentals, yeah
Water diet p*ssing every 30 minutes
Rest In Peace to Earl Simmons
Legends never die they transcend & keep the world spinning
Cocaina cream c250 with the pearl timings (Skrrt)
Summer madness, Winter Sadness
I just need my girl in it (I just need my girl in it)
b*t*hes flocking n***as stalking jealousy’s
*sucks teeth*
It ain’t bout how good you is it’s bout divine timing
True belief & trust in what's around you
In this prime climate
King Sylvan, I address reciprocate as thy highness
Why try it, Air Force ones white than Don Imus
Juan G, breaking cigars & toasting on water fronts (Yeah)
GiGi’s with some dark skinned models hoping I call they bluff
Keep the family close it’s imperative not to talk as much (Yeah)
You know the feds tapping these rappers the sh*t ain’t holding up
I know the tuff & the frail & the ones who keep the mills but characters in question (Yeah)
There’s a spectrum on what's deemed as real
Wisdom from your general
Ravenclaw what my house is
See you when I see you
If I see you, motherf**ka'
Let me have one, ok
Tug a war with my higher self & the fallen Angel (Yeah)
My triggers come from all angles (All angles)
I was taught to take pre-caution, don’t talk unless it’s a trusted force (Yeah)
What’s it to gain the whole world & forsake the source? (What's the point)
I got my shadow self locked in a figure four
My ego tripping balls, my soul want me to be the bigger boy (Bigger boy)
Plants surrounding only real n***as can stand around me (Yeah)
You talking slick only gеt you placed with a bounty (Doot doot doot doot doot)
I’m from Dade that's a county that you ain't gotta mention (Nah)
Don’t sleep on Broward thеm Zoe’s still walk with extensions ([?])
I got a habit I’m slow to talk but still quick to listen (Yeah)
You pay attention & find who’s under suspicion (Woo)
As my subconscious thickens (Yeah)
Lessons adapted couldn’t go against it
It would’ve been the end of friendships (Would've been the end)
Enlightenment was a mistress that impeded my senses (Yeah)
Couldn’t say no I was curious f**k/for convincing, Mmh
I cross my heart as I beg for the lords' forgiveness
I don’t lost my discipline, I’m more tempted to serve a sentence (Forgive me God)
Me & Biddy in the trenches plot revenge & vengeance (Yeah)
This can’t be good for my spirit, I fought the kinship (Woo)
But shouts to Marciano (Yeah)
I pop a bottle with the good fellas instructing plans to follow over plates of tacos (Yeah)
I ate too much and pulled a Mr. Socko (Yeah)
Threw my belongings up, was coughing up over oceans & palms & such
I got mistakes I’m taking to the grave ([?])
I was taught remain relaxed & paid ([?])
I took some L’s I went on jets & slayed
Distracted by the asses of thicker jawns on my sexcapades
Traveled round the world before thirty
I knew that I was worthy
f**ked me some Rihanna’s, Jeanette Mccurdys
It never served me
Told the lord I need more than patience to deal with all these curvings (Yeah)
Lusting for acceptance will leave you starving & keep you thirsty
Drinking from the fountain of misguided teachings (Yeah)
Smoking blunts was how I opted grieving
Need higher realms when all these lows vibrations start impeding
n***a I been nice since coke & blondes was how you found the weekend (Yeah)
Young Sylvan hop on anything & move like Pistol Pete-ing (Yeah)
I am versatile not 1 dimensional that’s not my memo (Yeah)
I’ma hop on trap beats & still kill these type of instrumentals, yeah
Water diet p*ssing every 30 minutes
Rest In Peace to Earl Simmons
Legends never die they transcend & keep the world spinning
Cocaina cream c250 with the pearl timings (Skrrt)
Summer madness, Winter Sadness
I just need my girl in it (I just need my girl in it)
b*t*hes flocking n***as stalking jealousy’s
*sucks teeth*
It ain’t bout how good you is it’s bout divine timing
True belief & trust in what's around you
In this prime climate
King Sylvan, I address reciprocate as thy highness
Why try it, Air Force ones white than Don Imus
Juan G, breaking cigars & toasting on water fronts (Yeah)
GiGi’s with some dark skinned models hoping I call they bluff
Keep the family close it’s imperative not to talk as much (Yeah)
You know the feds tapping these rappers the sh*t ain’t holding up
I know the tuff & the frail & the ones who keep the mills but characters in question (Yeah)
There’s a spectrum on what's deemed as real
Wisdom from your general
Ravenclaw what my house is
See you when I see you
If I see you, motherf**ka'
