[unknown guest] - Junior No Junior lyrics

I have to do something. My family is struggling My Nessa is in bed rest, heart monitor is juggling I saw them try a flare on that Guido fist bumping But no music was playing and Neither was her blood pumping I gotta get it fast, start pushing start shoving I can start local make connections with my cousin! "How much u need Cuz?, I'm toasting in the oven." "Well not to boast but I need more than bakers dozen I need to make more than when Lakers posts is buzzing They think she don't deserve to live like she ain't worth a Rogan" Or a Reagan, my team need to be raking more leaves than that Autumn wind "Lestor be dead, rest with the cortisans!" I wish you out the world, Jupiter, Mars and than Make em seems stupider than the lost cause of martyrdom Muhammad two piece, I gotta hit harder than "Found-raise" like starving artists trying to be starring in Chorus Junior! No Junior! Why you hanging with them losers? You gonna end up dead. They'll k** you like a tumor Brick tags, your pants sagged,you pitch crack, that's real whack You'll be in a black bag with that new path you call swag Junior! No Junior! Why hanging with them losers? Your God is your source and He's gonna be there for ya Brick tags, your pants sagged, you pitch crack that's real whack You'll be in a black bag with that new path you call Swag "I can't lose no one else! I know it seems selfish! You can't have no-one else! There no more vacancies in heaven! My dad claimed the last spot when I was just eleven! I bet life moves fast when you pa** at 37! The chance to save her is so small. How do I have faith? How do I believe the one that done put me in this place?" Tried to have feelings caged, locked, and phased away Now it all Cascades Memories never fade The pain is never vague On my own the plan is made I'll get to the next stage, the next page, "The Jade Sage" It happens for a reason, but supposed that I don't see it I ain't see the savior saving me so I offered to be it My pressure's building up in my headstand I "Boo" school and rep crews, ink up with tattoos, can't pursue no ta**els Call us rascals We Rock j**els my crew work like Horton and bust slugs like Morton Chorus Junior! No Junior! Why you hanging with them losers? You gonna end up dead. They'll k** you like a tumor Brick tags, your pants sagged,you pitch crack, that's real whack You'll be in a black bag with that new path you call swag Junior! No Junior! Why hanging with them losers? Your God is your source and He's gonna be there for ya Brick tags, your pants sagged, you pitch crack that's real whack You'll be in a black bag with that new path you call Swag