Lyrics:
tale of sights that I have seen
It's far intae the snowy north and south by Gretna Green
Oftimes I've laughed untae mysel' when trudgin' on the road
been a stranger to homicide
My city's full of gang bangers and drive bys
Why do we die at an early age?
He was so young but still a victim of the 12
a party alone
You gots to get down you gots to get roun'
Here'smi phone number, call mi cell phone
Jus memba, seh mi nuh answer unknown
Distinguish (ed
the pill melt nothing matters
Grab you by your waist
Tell me everything's okay
Demons tell me what to say
Cut them out with a blade
Need to see your face
never do it
Now they grabbing on my waist
They always try to fuck me over
I be running out of faith
I need face
Gimme space
Tell a couple hoes to stay
I
Wit the clique or by my lonely
Ima stand on my word
Fuck what you heard
Fuck what they told me
Cause I'm my own my man at the end of the day
Single but
But God in all his wisdom
Busted through a maiden head
The apostles visit now and then
But I can't get their hands uncurled
By the spikes hammered
the shock on they face: when the niggas who ain't believe me see me on top of the stage, amazed
The broads who ain't give me the time of day, all up in my
I'm call and babe, I'm on my way
Really hard to breathe without you. I know it's hard, hold up.
And right now, I can't feel my face.
Don't wanna be
Maxwelton's braes are bonnie,
Where early falls the dew,
Twas there that Annie Laurie
Gi'ed me her promise true.
Gi'ed me her promise true,
Which
niggas, on them jiggers and they can't sit still
Rollin', in the club all drinks on Tee
By the bar, if I don't know you then you ain't gon' drink
(Where
In 81 a man said said that we would get it
No one talked, no one warned, all their writing was asemic
2012 we got hit by a bat
And now the world’s
your face
That's why I duck when they fly by*
From Sacramento to San Diego
From Compton to the Oakland city
Loc'ed up and thugged out
Killer's
couldn't been it (nah, that ain't it)
'Cause you bust four shots and still missed, now dig this
Don't know your name, but know your face
You made
up in a max
Penatentary, sending me letters i answer back
That eventually, we all be bentley'ed out
Throwing campaigns, f*** it I'm running for
clown
Get smacked down
By the fucking 4-pound
In your dome
Hit you with the nick-plate chrome
Queensbridge that's my motherfucking home
Off the top
give you what you want) -- [3x]
And you proce-e-e-e-e-e-e-ed
On fiendin' on what you need
(We give you what you need) -- [3x]
Yo, everybody's goal
high
Life's a mess don't stress, test
Of giving, but be thankful that you're living blessed
Guess who's back, coming back with the track supplied?
By
birdies and then they remember too
Little baby bluebird eyes turn black
Without forgetting the face of the guy in the mask
When you see me baby will you
bigger than just bein' on the rich list
Might be insanity, but people call it gifted
My face is goin' numb from the shit this stuff is mixed with
Watch
Listen to the Beatles and the sound of laughing Ed McMahon, we got high
Educated by a world so full of self and lost in space, too much pride
So stigetty step up and get your nostrils damaged.
Shootin', lickin', bustin', sprayin', all of that,
And then some, dead, dead, dead, one by one.
no telling what today gone bring
I hit my nigga Ed up im like Whats the deal homie ?
He said Headed to the hood bout To chill homie, bet that
A, I’m
scratched and scratched by your brand new cat I want to go back
(Back to the past)
Introducing me to the crop-top (You don't have the tiddies, tho)
Jamming
.jpg/237px-Ed_Sheeran-6886_(cropped).jpg "Ed Sheeran")
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