Lyrics:
a gun it's old P, new P
Prob'ly layin' in the sun
Prob'ly on a PI, if I call you king
I ain't talkin' 'bout rap, nigga
That status go to BI
You can fuck
bartended
Yo I go hard wit it, spitting poison
I'm arsenic
You could get punished you could get
It if you want it
Your stomach I'll carve into it
Then poke it
the light
And no one gave a shit
Not even the kids
He was already dead you see
Your body moved slow
And you're brain did too
Mind wrecked by drugs
Go Find
the
Streets I lost my dad to
As a kid, Meek became acquainted with
Another of his dad's brothers
A pioneering local DJ known as Grandmaster
Nell if you were
"kid, we found your name on a envelope at
The bottom of a half a ton of garbage and I just wanted to know if you had
Any information about it"
there for you, yeah
When it comes down to the wire And some
People even tuck me away 'til they retire
I usually come around on
The first and fifteenth
If
And some people even tuck me away 'til they retire
I usually come around on the first and fifteenth
If you owe me to somebody then they'll leave you
offended if you hear my new shit and you ain't rewindin' me
Self made, I never needed your bail or a wire, see
I'm never callin' collect, I call to collect
and out my zone if you really wanna know
I got Hen and got Patron if you're really tryna go
Oh, you don't know Bamz?
I'm what the music game need
Like
Shady, we're back!
Nothing can stop and nothing can change it
You better just make new livin' arrangements
If you think you the top and king
on the ave
Hoppin' out the DBS, gеttin' to the bag
If you gettin' in my way then
I'm gеttin' to the mag (You know)
True story (Yeah) it's too gory (Yeah)
gotta correct it
If you got a name, you gotta protect it
If you give me shock, then you gotta electric
Tryna live a new life, so I got a new plan
at your brain
Homie gettin' touched
It's bloody Halloween
Wash you out if you ain't lit enough
(Yes, sir) my bitch tryna go behind my back
But I don't give
somebody new I thought I never would
Forget you for I thought then I never could
But time has taken all the pains away
Until now I'm down to hurtin' once
that new way of living (Fly my wings)
It's that new wave (Go away)
It's that new way of living (Die away)
I get on the track and I dance (Blow away)
My
it though so if I overdo it, you drove me to it
When I step in the vocal booth like I'm supposed to do
And murder you on a fuckin' track like Tony
silk enough to shock ya
Hit you with the fifth, block-a block-a
If I get caught you can bet I'll blow trial
Be downtown swinging, m.o.p. style
Next
From all the blocks that I'm from
One-twelve street, 7th Avenue, New York, Uptown,u know what I'm sayin'?
183rd and Walt, my block, that's right
122nd
it, bitch, if you see me in
I got three different traps and a CPN
Pay the rent, I gotta go through the VPN
I know these niggas ain't wanna see me win
the cream and the cash, by any means I'ma mash
So go get my green out the stash, walk with that beam in ya ass
'Cause I gotta
Hit the block, count that
these niggas with
This New York flow
Say one nigga name homie you gon' go
You in that Hot97 so New York know
I use to listen to Jada
I've never listened
you +smile+ with scarface
Uhh, +it ain't my fault+, that my style silkk enough to shock ya
Hit you with the fifth, block-a block-a
If i get caught
to say this out loud
So uh, if you could sort of roll along with this thing here
This is called, "Last Thoughts on Woody Guthrie"
Um, when your mind
up in
New York my whole life i would
Go to the block and hang out with
My home girls on the weekend
And then Monday through Friday I was
Having
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