Текст песни Throbbin' - Ill God , Timi Kei
Ooh
we
Illgod
Go
Got
to
write
a
decent
plan
(decent
plan)
On
how
to
release
the
man
Like
prisoners
who's
sentences
finished
I'm
in
it
to
win
it
The
sky
ain't
a
limit,
it's
just
a
stepping
stone
And
if
the
Lord
calls
when
I'm
getting
dough
I'ma
pick
heaven's
call
on
the
second
tone
Speaking
from
the
heart
cause
he
already
knows
A
vessel
for
his
honour
so
he
won't
let
me
go
I
leave
your
ears
and
the
mic
throbbing
Bereave
my
fears,
teach
my
peers
when
I
recite
problems
Bringing
the
light
is
slight
work
with
my
mechanical
movement
Burning
trees,
botanicals
oozing
Ain't
here
for
amusement
And
my
path
ain't
very
confusing
It's
crystal
clear
Probably
diss
dudes
who
be
talking
pistols
here
Keep
it
peaceful
The
only
time
these
people
fear
me
is
when
I'm
Is
when
I'm
writing
in
my
book
of
rhymes
Come
on
Mehanical
movement
Mechanical
movement
I
be
throbbing
Common
And
I'm
blessed
beyond
measure
To
do
everyday
what
I
love
What
these
niggas
see
as
stress
is
our
pleasure
Thespian
leather
Is
what
I'm
rocking
while
I'm
popping
open
options
and
dropping
what
leprechauns
treasure
It's
very
unclever
If
you
thinking
that
you
could
sink
the
cat
Dead
body
no
dey
carry
pall
bearer
Nigga
it's
all
clearer
That
they
worship
images
they
see
in
the
object
called
mirrors
but
Draw
nearer
to
the
Lord
is
what
I'm
telling
you
Don't
fear
ain't
gotta
be
worried
about
revenue
And
I'll
forever
do
what
he
says
I
should
do
And
right
now
his
command
is
leave
their
ears
throbbing
with
the
truth
Illgod
brought
the
beat
in
And
my
rhyming
steals
hearts
I
still
rob
like
policemen
Hip
hop
is
the
door
but
to
key
in
You
got
to
do
it
for
the
love
They'll
watch
you
reign
without
ceasing
Uh
Illgod
Timi
Kei
Do
this
like
everyday
You
know
On
the
mic
I'm
1 Soulsoup, Pt. 2
2 Throbbin'
3 I Dunno
4 Respiration
5 Static
6 Soulsoup, Pt. 1
7 Comin' Home
8 You Can
9 The Word
10 Better Days
11 Smoke a Joint
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