Lyrics:
are in high demand!
Falling prey to the oppressor’s master plan
I praying but that don’t remedy de oppression.
For Johnny real LOVE was a MUST! ...BUT
ain't stoppin me dawg
Only time you left ya hood is on Monopoly boards
You grimey as birds shittin on the top of ya fords
You will, die by the gun
Trackateering Music
Man, y'all did it with this one here, y'all
People love to use that quote
"I'm doin' it for the culture"
But what culture is that
you feel like a wimp
Talkin' 'bout what you was buildin' and shit
Got you all up in your feelings and shit
Problem is, she addicted to the real nigga
six mops
I catch mine and trap it for real
I don't diss ops bitch, what I got in store
Ain't at a gift shop
Y'all love to critique my raps
"I don't be
I need yo two cents and what you thinking
I need yo two cents when we linking
You got a beautiful mind so tell me what is that's desyncing
Need
my hands and everything, I'm real instrumental
I'm as real as they come and don't need no bitch potential
When I was comin' up there certain things we
25 Cents 2 sides choose wisely
Heads or tails they can lead to fatalities
100 Dollar bills can make life seem peaceful
We all know money is the root
advice is move clever
They all know bullets don't got names
So they bound to go through whoever
Every day could be yo last day
Made like five thousand
The cold world that we in, is full of pressure and pain
Enough of me, nigga, now listen to Game
Used to see Five-O, throw the crack by the bench (hey,
world that we in is full of pressure and pain
Enough of me, nigga, now listen to Game
Used to see Five-O, throw the crack by the bench (hey, Five
Einstein in that I have a
Respect for life - in any form i believe in
Nature, in the birds, the sea, the sky
In everything
I can see or that there is real
real world is, only a dream
I love you cat
I love you too
Jour body moved slow and your brain did too
Your mind was wrecked by drugs
I'm glad I don't
five, like a demon
Time running out, but you watching me
It paid a love, but you hate for free
I just kick it with the saints, call me Brulee
How you
efforts are negated by the passive observers.
*
They spend days before the T.V. set so burned out,
Is it any wonder they've lost all sense of vision
ass for a job
I mean, my dad's got five kids, man and I mean yo
He hates drivin' a bus but he loves five kids
You feel me?
I'm a rhyme artist
Out
in a mental hospital, and that thing really doesn't work.
You should get a real one, man, what's you fuckin' problem.
Laaa...got a night down...
Yah.
Now that’s the real evil
Clearly know it’s not forever
Life does has a sequel
Not degrading money
I want M’s for me and my people
Cuz money is
Cent's vest
From G-Unit, all I need is three unit's
Can't see me
But I'm the illest cat you seen do this
I be movin’ with disciples
And you a pre-Judas
a cold, cold thing
(It's a cold thing)
For real (hmm)
I got more niggas tryna get at me
Than the President do sometimes
Niggas be tryna get at me
like a drive-by
We could stack dough sky-high
Niggaz can't touch what they can't feel real recognize real
Crew love, Roc-A-Fella till we die
As long
love, oh baby
5 Star baby
Girl I want to come correct
So any move I calculate oo
Don't walk by sight, but walk by faith oo
Love is a beautiful thing God
Bitch nigga, go long, get gone
If you ain't a real nigga, go long
Look, I'm forever the flyest, my revenue rise
My hustle is strivin', don't have
bitch
(You've done heard of my name) 50 cent bitch
(I'm a p.i.m.p) Ima pimp bitch
(You done heard about me) Coz I'm the shit bitch
Now things change
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