Tg3 - Wise Words

A wise woman told me that nothing I dream's impossible
Shoot, that mean ain't door or level that's unlockable
I been, breaking limits and doing things that they deem as improbable
Lesson learned heh, I'm my biggest obstacle
Lately thinking obtuse
Much greater than right
Acute corrosion up on the loose
This gold necklace noose
Tempting
Been aloof, but still delivering proof
That niggas can reach the roof
Then jump off and parachute for fun
Welcome to the nation where we love to brandish the guns
Bananas are fun
We panicking none
Daily fighting dark sides just like Anakin's son
Cross faded now we stuck like a mannequin nun
Take a page outta my book
I put the double o in cook
I got my eyes on the prize
Never took a second look
Know the lies and disguises
Arise when you live
People ride for the rise
But who rise when you die
Do or don't ain't no try
Bet you won't cause you shy
For my folk I would cry
For the four roll a
Do or don't ain't no try
Bet you won't cause you shy
For my folks I would cry
But I won't live a lie nigga
Ay
Wise words coming from a wise man
Imma put my heart on the page
Bare my soul on the mic stand
Tee Gee three
The death of me
Do not question where I stand
MCB
Da ECB
The beast in me
My mini me
No Dr. E
I'm flowing now don't stop the beat
You can't repeat
RIP to OPPs
My hunger you cannot appease
Big shout out to Praggy P
He made this beat
He made a feast
Ambition the only language I will speak
You best believe
Ay
At the least I do the most
Rep the city and the coast
They respect me like the Pope
Brooklyn hot just like a stove
Brooklyn hot just like a coat
Treat her like a B-Ball team, she give it up and then I go
Pick her up and then I roll
I don't need my own lane
Brooklyn own the whole road
And the bars heaven sent
Went thru hell, kept the soul
And we kept the profits in
Never out
Never sold
One brick built Rome
Ay
Wise words
Wise words coming from a wise man
Imma put my heart on the page
Bare my soul on the mic stand
Tee Gee three
The death of me
Do not question where I stand
MCB
Da ECB
The beast in me
My mini me
No Dr. E
I'm flowing now don't stop the beat
You can't repeat
RIP to OPPs
My hunger you cannot appease
Big shout out to Praggy P
He made this beat
He made a feast
Ambition the only language I will speak
You best believe
Brooklyn
Sena Hero saved the beat bitch

Written by:
Lawrence King, Victor-Alan Weeks

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