Lyrics:
at me
If only you knew how the lamp of the moon
Turns a blue irish bay to a silver lagoon
You'd imagine the picture of
Heaven it would be
Where the green
n****s in blue
And homicide is our lifestyle
Just had a dream about death
Incarcerated in this hardship
Be quick to go benign fuck it buckin' on my targets
and leave em out to dry, if they ain't keepin' up I keep puffin' til I'm high
Couple duffel bags on my flight, the double cup of Sprite had me knockin' out
bitch you know I stay lit
Runnin up a bag yea I'm all bout a blue strip
Niggas always run they mouf but deyon doshit
Pull up on a nigga block we finna
I ain't ever need no one to give me s***
Had to learn it by myself I did it quick
Now I'm sitting at the top so we gon win
Applying pressure got me
It's another silent night
And the fire's not as bright
I don't love the cold as much
When it's not the both of us
Choir's knockin' on my door
left, right or Konami code before you talk shit
Cause Forty Seven comin' knockin' off your door hinge
I don't throw gang signs, I don't need 'em
Got
Got a little time to get my mind right
No I don’t want the same thing as before
Had to wait awhile until the time’s right
Before I come a-knockin
a hundred and one spots
I say hatin' a trend they want me to flop
But they know I am not
Yea, track after track bitch I'm goin' nonstop
Yea, I'm knockin
at the end of these make 'em envy tremendously
I know they comin' after me so I empty the magazine
By unleashin' pure agony with the words coming out of me
somethin'
Still tooth brushin, Not Often, why you Cock Blockin?
Thunderbird Flockin', Shit's Poppin', Still Heaven door knockin'
I'm Not In
Still In Clocking,
I push black on black Audi A4
With the Thule rack
System knockin hope
The back window don't crack
German engineering
With the rackit pinon steering
I stand and handle one more?
I'm in the sky, am I knockin' on heavens door?
Now I loaded up the clip and I pulled it through
And seen the little black
At heaven's door.
If you find me
Place my weary bone
Somewhere to remember me by
A dish of potpourri
A box of treasured nik-naks
Or a pin to hold silken
Got a picture of your house and you're standing by the door
It's black and white and faded and it's looking pretty worn
I see the factory that I
The cat ran away
Ate the whole of the punch
My life's on display
Door got stuck in jam
My family had another
Bullied by a heard of ram
Problem got solved by
wings
And you'll take to the sky
But till that morning cuz
There ain't nothing can harm you
With daddy and mama standing by
Ooh
There's a boat that's
on me
Going around door to door, setting off alarms
All that horse shit, you should have left it at the barn
Keep a stallion, tell her gallop
the bold
Niggas don't think you can make it less you sellin ya soul
Devil knockin but I ain't even open the door
That somebody else control ya
Greatest Lie
go I could take you to it
Fuck all of that talking girl let's get into it
10 bands in my hand and I'm jus thumbin' through it
On my door they knockin
Kravitz
Bottomless pit with the pits
Sliden on a Ski, uzi pro, let it rip
All these blue strips, silhouette of a crip
Heard he skipped town, he discovered
Who harder than me, bitch, I don't got a clue
And I just started rappin', I came out the blue
And they copy my style, tryna do what I do They knockin
the boat
They think they can't live without you, but I know they won't
Jesus was knockin', open up the door, but I know they don't
I'm givin' you a reason
Got a picture of your house and you're standing by the door
It's black and white and faded and it's looking pretty worn
I see the factory that I
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