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Bigal Harrison - WORDS (feat. Empress Quamine) Lyrics



Bigal Harrison - WORDS (feat. Empress Quamine) Lyrics




Yeah
Biggie
You could spend a lot of time
On this earth bullshitting
Grown men acting like lil children
I am not feeling...

I separate myself, creating distance
Cause the way I see it now
Is not the way I should be living...

It's real psycho
In these streets
Alfred Hitchcock flick
I gotta see the finer things
Where I'm at not it...

I broke down the doors
Seen the allure
Everything is mental
What's in your mind
Is what it cost?

A heavy price to pay
If you f*ck with me
I be killing beats
Niggas know
Do this comfortably
Month to month I be
Making records
You don't my struggle
This shit a different hustle
I got it off the muscle
I had to really tussle
But I won't lose this fight
They creep at night
Where you rest at
Just keep ya eyes...
Wide open, cause them
Spooks waiting at ya door...
Pigs eating in ya system
Gave it to you raw

Pretty words
Pretty words
You're not that
Pretty no more
Pretty words
Pretty words
Your time has
Come and gone
Your pretty words
Pretty words
You can't stay with me anymore
I'm moving forward

It was 7 am
I ain't waiting for them
I'm in the spot early
Putting up shots in the gym
Why you mad
Cause ya shit ain't clicking?
Put the work in nigga...
Pessimism ain't gone get you richer
Cause mad people just be talking
We never see action...
If it's static I know people
From my hood packing
I weed the devils out
By living breathing mathematics...
Tripled my net worth
Young Biggy he done
Got a hat trick...

I got the flow
That leave the fans Asthmatic
Calling for an encore
Tried to leave they was clapping
Because they wanted more
I worked my way up to a level
When the people
Hear my words
They be dropping jaws
I'm really pure
Don't believe In mysteries
My praise given to allah
Think wisely
How you speak to me
Boy I'm really god

There ain't no rules
And laws f*cked up

Politicians on some shady shit

Get what they want
Then they switch

Pretty words
Pretty words
You're not that
Pretty no more
Pretty words
Pretty words
Your time has
Come and gone
Your pretty words
Pretty words
You can't stay with me anymore
I'm moving forward

Pretty words
Pretty words
You're not that
Pretty no more
Pretty words
Pretty words
Your time has
Come and gone
Your pretty words
Pretty words
You can't stay with me anymore
I'm moving forward
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Yeah
Biggie
You could spend a lot of time
On this earth bullshitting
Grown men acting like lil children
I am not feeling...

I separate myself, creating distance
Cause the way I see it now
Is not the way I should be living...

It's real psycho
In these streets
Alfred Hitchcock flick
I gotta see the finer things
Where I'm at not it...

I broke down the doors
Seen the allure
Everything is mental
What's in your mind
Is what it cost?

A heavy price to pay
If you f*ck with me
I be killing beats
Niggas know
Do this comfortably
Month to month I be
Making records
You don't my struggle
This shit a different hustle
I got it off the muscle
I had to really tussle
But I won't lose this fight
They creep at night
Where you rest at
Just keep ya eyes...
Wide open, cause them
Spooks waiting at ya door...
Pigs eating in ya system
Gave it to you raw

Pretty words
Pretty words
You're not that
Pretty no more
Pretty words
Pretty words
Your time has
Come and gone
Your pretty words
Pretty words
You can't stay with me anymore
I'm moving forward

It was 7 am
I ain't waiting for them
I'm in the spot early
Putting up shots in the gym
Why you mad
Cause ya shit ain't clicking?
Put the work in nigga...
Pessimism ain't gone get you richer
Cause mad people just be talking
We never see action...
If it's static I know people
From my hood packing
I weed the devils out
By living breathing mathematics...
Tripled my net worth
Young Biggy he done
Got a hat trick...

I got the flow
That leave the fans Asthmatic
Calling for an encore
Tried to leave they was clapping
Because they wanted more
I worked my way up to a level
When the people
Hear my words
They be dropping jaws
I'm really pure
Don't believe In mysteries
My praise given to allah
Think wisely
How you speak to me
Boy I'm really god

There ain't no rules
And laws f*cked up

Politicians on some shady shit

Get what they want
Then they switch

Pretty words
Pretty words
You're not that
Pretty no more
Pretty words
Pretty words
Your time has
Come and gone
Your pretty words
Pretty words
You can't stay with me anymore
I'm moving forward

Pretty words
Pretty words
You're not that
Pretty no more
Pretty words
Pretty words
Your time has
Come and gone
Your pretty words
Pretty words
You can't stay with me anymore
I'm moving forward
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Writer: Bigal Harrison, Empress Harrison
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