After fleeing war, poverty and persecution in his homeland; our refugee has landed in a strange land where his survival relies on his ability to adapt to the many foreign customs and it's strange inhabitants. Guerilla is an unabashed love story between a boy and his homeland.
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lyrics
It go, for no reason Mr. Fly From Above
No sleep, no regrets,
With a pocket full of all that
Your mother think I'm manish
Reality check dammit
You cashed it but can't spend it
They wishin' they wrote this sentence
Now I'm in the southwest I think I like em' spanish
Or maybe she got me fooled she just some white girl tanning
They say I got no religion
Best believe my vision
I re-defined the definition of these defintions
Some say that I'm demented cause I see it as something different
My crew been playing Yeezus like it rose from the scripture
Gone play this up in church
Drink the blood, taste the liquor
Confused most fools, they saying that I'm indifferent
Is you kidding?
Eh yo, I can't hold my breath
I never hear good music
I'm the only one who's left
Cause life is what I made it and I made it with some flavor
All my songs are seven course and my album be my waiter
All my flows designed and tailored
Like some shit from Lord & Taylor
Ever time I meet a new white girl
She think I'm Wolfgang
But I ain't in no gang
i'm a gangsta motherfucker
And you could be too
If you wasn't such a sucker
They checking for me, you see I'm nothing like these others
Admission ain't free unless it's freedom for my brothers
Eh, yo you still saying nothing
That shit was straight legless
That shit was never jumpin'
I see you jumpin' all around but never land on nothing
You think they got your back?
Best believe they ass is frontin'
And I'm coming for the top
And it ain't for the comfort
I never see you run it you just stumble like your leg hurt
You a bitch with no purse; you can't hold shit
I know you feel me
You up on my dick
What up world?
I'm Mr. What Up
They let me in the game
They probably fucked up
When you on the come up
They all wonder "How Come?"
Bet I leave em' slain in the game when I run up
Where your new songs at
You never had a tour boy
I be that one indie artist that they can't afford
They wanna live my life but cannot afford the price
So they try and take it from your boy
Survived by definition
Call me New Edition
Bands make her dance but DaDadoh just made her spend it
Used to be tempted when it came to these women
And she she can't call the young nigga just to hit it
So you the bandwagon
The line starts where you're standing
Remember back then when ya'll tried to ban me
Shit, fast forward, now it's you I'm abandoning
Now I be the team cause I'm the only one who's standing
You cannot take the road, these groupies too demanding
You never want this life for your wife and your family man but
If your single you gone need it like it need me
I'm simply the one who some pretend to be, but B
What up world?
I'm Mr. What Up
They let me in the game
They probably fucked up
When you on the come up
They all wonder "How Come?"
Bet I leave em' slain in the game when I run up
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