Lyrics:
Yeah, it's all fact no fiction
It's my interpretation
Wanna know how it went down? I'll tell ya
Yo, Biz turn me up a little
Bit in the headphones man
up this morning lying in Atlanta jail
No one here to love me no one to go my bail
Them prison bars all around me a guard walking by my door
My heart is
hundred dollar bills
I don't even wanna chill
I don't even put that first
I learned it in Luke and learned in John
Clean Rap Virus spread it with thumbs
My
mine
Try rob my crown, see you out my left eye
Strong swing you're the weakest link, goodbye
I got medallions glisten in the sunshine
Crown jewels first
wanna play with me
You know them killers stay with me
We screaming out it's first degree
I come up banging in them streets
I'm here and I won't never
need a nasty girl, it could be you, eh!
I won't lie, I love P-you-S-S-why, (why?)
'Cause I never let it walk on by, or any slice of the American pie
smoked up by the doorway (blaow)
No question, I send your ass back, right to the essence
Your whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you restin'?
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!
Well might the sun in darkness hide
And shut his glories in
When
Was it for crimes that I have done
He groaned upon on that tree
Amazing pity grace unknown
And love beyond degree
At the cross at the cross
posted on the block
Dade county ass nigga sweaty weed up in my socks
I Don't know too many niggas I don't know no fucking cops
Do it all by my lonely
yeah that ass fat
And you like when I'm on the mic
I can fast rap
Frishh and Luke in the booth
Again it's a flashback
Slim waist pretty face see
She know
Always takin' fuckin' credit, never put in no work
Used my name for leverage, before they front you, they gon' call first
Big dawg Flocka really gripping
night
Boy you gotta put that work in
First you gotta
Work 4 it work 4 it
Show me something that I never seen b4
Work work work 4 it
Prove to me you
and stash where the buckle be
Cops searched the whip he missed the shit, luckily
It's all love when I come around in the underground
It's all love when I come
done
If I really love you til the blood run
Ain't nobody self made driving your cedes
On a road that was paved by the immigrants you blame
Man it took
had a curse of wandering
Like there was no aim to their living
Raised by a single mom who was damaged
My dad landed in nightclubs at age 11
Playing
Lee
How I couldn't see
Thought love was free
That went to shit
Now I got remorse
To the 4th degree
That I gotta rinse
Got a bad new miss
And she so fine
to figure out why he loved every part of me,
And yet not me as a whole.
By my esophagus he was ravished,
Enthusiastic to a degree,
He said 'twas just
forget what goes up gotta come down
(DJ Paul)
But all that's go change
1997 Prophet Posse
You know what I'm sayin
Loved by few,hated by many
We in
a living out of these words
But for now I'm tryna pattern this degree
Bruddah the first thing's first
Curse or blessing, if I'm learning it's worth
I don't even know what you saw in me
Could have had a man with a law degree
A house on the hill is where you oughta be
Spendin money like you just
work
Holy Spirit in my body, help me understand my research
I will never put God last
He always gotta come first
I wanna do everything He want me to do
the mentals
First saw Big Daddy at the place called Union Square
If you went in by yourself, it was a terror
See, I could do that 'cause my crew is kinda
phlegmatic stable
Wanna walk in your shoes
To be able to understand
Tho i love our side by side
Hand in hand
Way of going about things
Stressed you out
With
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