Lyrics:
the concrete
I'm that nigga that don't like to do much talking
Ughhh
Walk it off...
Fuck that talking bs
Action
Show it all
Pockets short
To getting right
I'm
for my rollie, nigga it's stolen
Pullin up with a brand new choppa, I just seen my ex walk by
Yea lil bitch I'm finna rob her, broke ass bitch don't got
Its a cold night said the city bum
With a blanket on his shoulder
Sitting by the delaware
And the damp air gets colder
Morning is not even close
name me I'm so old
We spoke through clicks and tones and got scold
The story that's been told is not for everybody
Stolen legacies treachery left in
I was raised off of Rural Route 3
Out past where the blacktop ends
We'd walk to church on Sunday morning
Race barefoot back to Johnson's fence
dismantled
Trayvon's gone but Zimmerman walks
When everybody knows that he took the shot
Killer cops getting off cuz of lopsided juries
Just skittles and iced
life has been dismantled
Trayvon's gone but Zimmerman walks, when everybody knows that he took the shot
Killer cops getting off cuz of lopsided juries,
got a new Exhaust on that Pipe staying w me
Make em dig them diamonds out the core of the earth, put it in my Teeth
Step out the house, I'm breaking
We were brought on this earth for a reason
Not for ourselves but for the world
For we are in the world
But not of the world
We were made to be set
Now it's day I've been trying
To get that taste off my tongue
I was dreaming of just you
Now our cereal, it is warm
The track dead in a rubble
Now it's day I've been trying
To get that taste off my tongue
I was dreaming of just you
Now our cereal, it is warm
The track dead in a rubble
I was raised off of Rural Route 3
Out past where the blacktop ends
We'd walk to church on Sunday morning
Race barefoot back to Johnson's fence
things and walk to the harborside
I glance back one last time
Fleeing our nation
Our problems we leave behind
Ships by the tenfold sail out
things and walk to the harborside
I glance back one last time
Fleeing our nation
Our problems we leave behind
Ships by the tenfold sail out
a different habitat
Just to cut my grass the landscaper
Make a half a stack
I'm the truth and you a lie, commit suicide
Just dose off in a coffin
And take
called Earth
Every color paints a prize people score for work, or even more for sport
It is certainly a break from every fickle insecurity of man's
left this earth
He adopted Lutheranism in an attempt to grow spiritually.
(Shut up and listen)
I lost my abi at my weakest point
Funny twenty,
old friends
Fresh off the lot but I drive that shit like it's stolen
Hoe stay in yo lane like we bowling
Take a picture these niggas like posing
Bitch
Pablo got those drops though
Lock load lick a shot
Dump quick then the barrel gets hot
Narrow miss not hit top trix
Lift off imminent reminiscent
Could have used a hand
Heart has been broken credit card stolen
Off-licence closing its doors
And it never rains but it pours
Why I've no idea
But if
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo yeah, 30-30
Yeah, you know how we rockin', nigga
Walk up, smoke a nigga just like a cigarette
Only headshots 'cause the aim
Yeah I’m fucking spent
Alerting me they here it’s red
We in the cumbys lot
I pass the bag no problems Then
I’m off to snag like half a pound
I Flip
concrete covering what's meant for me
Steel weapons, steal jails, when they steal to eat
But steel was stolen from the earth this should be for free
With all
She teems with the means to redeem us, her genius
Convenes to beam the team off-screen to Venus
Her insight alights scenic frightful nights
Erudite,
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