Myka 9 - First Things Last lyrics

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Myka 9 - First Things Last lyrics

First is a calling from a greater power within you and Second is a reckoning ability for right or wrong Third is the word you heard through Server Curb of those who blurred the vision of the murders doing good but never puts in work and Fourth when you metamorph a proper course here can be taken Fifth is nothing if we all ain't drunk we hear mistakes your making Sixth sensibility to mix the instability of sinister soliloquies in fellowship facilities and Seventh is the prevalence of faith when doing what you love and Eighth is the way you hope and think we kicking down three dubs and Ninth is an evening of a bottle for my lasting chase of blinking with the cheshire hear her grinning when they falling often Tenth an elaborate labyrinth then ya lost Eleventh then ya revving ya motor mouth and ya floss Twelfth is nobody else will help you if you first don't help yourself with wealth and profit keeping products on the shelf and popping Thirteenth is referring to energy from a bond Fourteenth is resorting to the snorting going on Fifteenth the amendment anyone can produce if consistent strike the people out in prison if they could it would be different Sixteenth the mixing with this ripping track relax we're kicking Seventeenth so heavenly she looks inside her thong Eighteenth he found it by thirteenth brought you to nine Nineteenth they hate and hold the mikah long time Twenty if they're funny this is when they think they running this and Twenty-first is don't rehearse for so-called freestyle written or verse and Twenty-second running bu*t naked hysterical can be comical clerical incorrectness on political settings Twenty-third the thunderbirds are tripping in a car Twenty-fourth the hour money dangles to the star Twenty-fifth when running lips and babysitting man*scripts don't be surprised when someone taps you asking you to pa** that sh** and Twenty-sixth for any chicks who want to get the shlong Twenty-seventh someone better tell em bout mine Twenty-eighth no one to race so b**hes here quits keeps asking my super s**m or terminology impregnating their mind and Twenty-nothing when them s**ing women go and bite your rhyming Thirtieth prefer to twist me a rain so sun can shine in Thirty-first a murder is impervious to hurting us a circle is when universal style occurs and is refined Which came in the beginning the hen or the egg I tell you it must be the rooster because he came from the head The early bird was smoking Sherman drinking cheaper wine And nobody was listening to a thing that he said