Hagakure (Hidden by the Leaves)
Check, check, check
(Yea)
Gift me wit the spirit of the samurai
Bestow upon me steady aim wit the tiger eye
No I'm not the one to talk, see the shells fly
Turn a king to a prince when them doves cry (yea)
God gift me wit the light to see me through the night
Ben Frank was fuckin' bitch when he flied them kites (yea he was)
Glad he ain't have facetime, what if he had a skype
What if my people savored time, I wish we had the right (I wish)
Before we let it blow, tell all of these niggas bro
I'm ready to die here, if they ain't really down to roll
Let me know, let em out the car, we keep it pushin' though
Fuck, we shoulda known
Ambushed us, left us in critical
I told god I rather die in battle than in sleeping mode (yea)
Tell my seed, if they snatch my soul, it was never sold
They all copies, someone pulled em outta fuckin' mold
They all snakes, that's why you never see em out there in the cold (never)
I made another line of business, I be selling clothes
Cuz niggas wasn't really bout it bout it
All them niggas told
So ion fuck wit niggas
I ain't really tryna trust a nigga
I buss a nigga, bunk me wit my brother nigga
I know we all gotta suffer what we sacrifice
We all got blood, just a different type
We all see the future wit a different sight
We all climbing mountains wit a different bike
We all got bills, just a different price
We all gotta story, just a different life
We all got pain, just a different strife
We all got cuts, just a different knife
Gift me wit the spirit of the samurai
Bestow upon me steady aim wit the tiger eye (uh huh)
No I'm not the one to talk, see the shells fly
Turn a king to a prince when them doves cry
God gift me wit the light to see me through the night (uh)
Ben Frank was fuckin' bitch when he flied them kites (he was nigga)
Glad he ain't have facetime, what if he had a skype (I'm glad)
What if my people savored time, I wish we had the right (I wish)
Yea
Aye you know
It's a difference between
Ceasing opportunity and being greedy
I heard you paint houses nigga
(Yea)
Gift me wit the spirit of the samurai (uh)
Bestow upon me steady aim wit the tiger eye
No I'm not the one to talk, see the shells fly (watch em fly)
Turn a king to a prince when them doves cry
God gift me wit the light to see me through the night (the light)
Ben Frank was fuckin' bitch when he flied them kites
Glad he ain't have facetime, what if he had a skype (uh)
What if my people savored time, I wish we had the right
(I wish we had the right)
(Yea)
Gift me wit the spirit of the samurai
Bestow upon me steady aim wit the tiger eye
No I'm not the one to talk, see the shells fly
Turn a king to a prince when them doves cry (yea)
God gift me wit the light to see me through the night
Ben Frank was fuckin' bitch when he flied them kites (yea he was)
Glad he ain't have facetime, what if he had a skype
What if my people savored time, I wish we had the right (I wish)
Before we let it blow, tell all of these niggas bro
I'm ready to die here, if they ain't really down to roll
Let me know, let em out the car, we keep it pushin' though
Fuck, we shoulda known
Ambushed us, left us in critical
I told god I rather die in battle than in sleeping mode (yea)
Tell my seed, if they snatch my soul, it was never sold
They all copies, someone pulled em outta fuckin' mold
They all snakes, that's why you never see em out there in the cold (never)
I made another line of business, I be selling clothes
Cuz niggas wasn't really bout it bout it
All them niggas told
So ion fuck wit niggas
I ain't really tryna trust a nigga
I buss a nigga, bunk me wit my brother nigga
I know we all gotta suffer what we sacrifice
We all got blood, just a different type
We all see the future wit a different sight
We all climbing mountains wit a different bike
We all got bills, just a different price
We all gotta story, just a different life
We all got pain, just a different strife
We all got cuts, just a different knife
Gift me wit the spirit of the samurai
Bestow upon me steady aim wit the tiger eye (uh huh)
No I'm not the one to talk, see the shells fly
Turn a king to a prince when them doves cry
God gift me wit the light to see me through the night (uh)
Ben Frank was fuckin' bitch when he flied them kites (he was nigga)
Glad he ain't have facetime, what if he had a skype (I'm glad)
What if my people savored time, I wish we had the right (I wish)
Yea
Aye you know
It's a difference between
Ceasing opportunity and being greedy
I heard you paint houses nigga
(Yea)
Gift me wit the spirit of the samurai (uh)
Bestow upon me steady aim wit the tiger eye
No I'm not the one to talk, see the shells fly (watch em fly)
Turn a king to a prince when them doves cry
God gift me wit the light to see me through the night (the light)
Ben Frank was fuckin' bitch when he flied them kites
Glad he ain't have facetime, what if he had a skype (uh)
What if my people savored time, I wish we had the right
(I wish we had the right)
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