Lil Wayne - Moment Of Clarity lyrics
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lil Wayne - Moment Of Clarity lyrics]
Ha fix nigga! (Prefix, album this was on)
My mind sporadically same time compatibly
Wayne carter graduate bang bang academy
Change my reality thank god for grabbin me
Sort of like him cause they can't
Stop the wrath of me but hell have no fury
Neither I even I would walk up in
The devils kitchen eat a pie
Greedy I never full gettin fat
And bitch i gotta itch so don't let
Me catch you wit that scra-scra-scratch
Yall niggas off the face of the earth
Even mase came back for
The money outta church
So wit that on my mission
For that money imma work
My divine intervention might be
In that woman's purse
Tryna find a betta system but
Im runnin out of perk
Baby daughter tell me erks
Then daddy heart hurts
So daddy pop at em until they heart burst
For my baby girl candy i make her starburst
9-11 was a fuckin shame i done saw worst like
What if that bullet would've hit
My heart first life
Would it be different i be
Still fuckin round wit death
Cause i got shot afer that
And after that i grab the empty
Cases and tried to throw
That bitch back at they faces
See that i made it my nigga reel was on the
Ground like naw i got
Up and looked around and grabbed
The spot like AAAHHH
Im hard to kill Hardy ha
Cut the music back up and keep the party goin
Fuck em and i don't need no crease
Im a mothafuckin gangsta off eagle street
I don't need the hot boys
I still keep my heat
And i ain't gotta squad up
I still keep my feet
They call me Michelangelo you
Paint them so street
But you remove that wallpaper bet
That sheet rock weak (haha)
And you and i know whats goin on
You probably ridin to a different song
Im probably ridin on some different chrome
Im probably high in a different zone
But when im off we can get it on
I take no days off catch
That shit from my friend
I clock out when i punch in
Im shootin reel you ain't gotta block
Out it's goin in em
Them rats stop hatin on the
Snake the boy venom
The cat like peyton for the
Lakers gonna win em
Im certified stamp im a champion
Like would you bontime
Shit i shoot you nine times
Like you was fifty
But you won't be as likely as fifty
I light me some piffy
Like hella-bright on the enffy
Like what nigga like me or lift me
I don't duck i be right in ya city
For them bucks i take me a
Flight and come and get right
Right in ya city yup
Im juss like diddy and nothin like puff yeah
Im sumthin like city he
Sumthin like young wizzy
My nikes is spiffy im hardly a gotti
Im slightly a nitti all of a carter
Bitch niggas never bitch me
Bum niggas never ditch me
Shit i gotta me man im raw slip me
Thank god for granting me this
Moment of clarity this moment
Of honesty ain't no moe squad in me HAAH
My mind sporadically same time compatibly
Wayne carter graduate bang bang academy
Change my reality thank god for grabbin me
Sort of like him cause they can't
Stop the wrath of me but hell have no fury
Neither I even I would walk up in
The devils kitchen eat a pie
Greedy I never full gettin fat
And bitch i gotta itch so don't let
Me catch you wit that scra-scra-scratch
Yall niggas off the face of the earth
Even mase came back for
The money outta church
So wit that on my mission
For that money imma work
My divine intervention might be
In that woman's purse
Tryna find a betta system but
Im runnin out of perk
Baby daughter tell me erks
Then daddy heart hurts
So daddy pop at em until they heart burst
For my baby girl candy i make her starburst
9-11 was a fuckin shame i done saw worst like
What if that bullet would've hit
My heart first life
Would it be different i be
Still fuckin round wit death
Cause i got shot afer that
And after that i grab the empty
Cases and tried to throw
That bitch back at they faces
See that i made it my nigga reel was on the
Ground like naw i got
Up and looked around and grabbed
The spot like AAAHHH
Im hard to kill Hardy ha
Cut the music back up and keep the party goin
Fuck em and i don't need no crease
Im a mothafuckin gangsta off eagle street
I don't need the hot boys
I still keep my heat
And i ain't gotta squad up
I still keep my feet
They call me Michelangelo you
Paint them so street
But you remove that wallpaper bet
That sheet rock weak (haha)
And you and i know whats goin on
You probably ridin to a different song
Im probably ridin on some different chrome
Im probably high in a different zone
But when im off we can get it on
I take no days off catch
That shit from my friend
I clock out when i punch in
Im shootin reel you ain't gotta block
Out it's goin in em
Them rats stop hatin on the
Snake the boy venom
The cat like peyton for the
Lakers gonna win em
Im certified stamp im a champion
Like would you bontime
Shit i shoot you nine times
Like you was fifty
But you won't be as likely as fifty
I light me some piffy
Like hella-bright on the enffy
Like what nigga like me or lift me
I don't duck i be right in ya city
For them bucks i take me a
Flight and come and get right
Right in ya city yup
Im juss like diddy and nothin like puff yeah
Im sumthin like city he
Sumthin like young wizzy
My nikes is spiffy im hardly a gotti
Im slightly a nitti all of a carter
Bitch niggas never bitch me
Bum niggas never ditch me
Shit i gotta me man im raw slip me
Thank god for granting me this
Moment of clarity this moment
Of honesty ain't no moe squad in me HAAH