Lyrics:
advice but that ain't sit wit me too good
Gotta lead by example they ain't doing what they should
Told sonny J and don C I do this for the hood
Real street
ba-by (uh)
And while we riding round, you took me inside of you
You showed a side of you, beside the truth
You was just lying, I knew
I wasn't buying it
Hawkins
Sucking your teeth cause God chain-talking
Like Ghostface this, Ghostface that
Ghost sold crack, now we revelations spoken through rap
Veloured
Hawkins
Sucking your teeth cause God chain-talking
Like Ghostface this, Ghostface that
Ghost sold crack, now we revelations spoken through rap
Veloured
glasses out
Grabbed you by your neck even though we just met
Held you close, felt the fire burn my throat
Warmth like the Holy Ghost
I remember
crying for their sons
A story told and told
Once the outline of our sorrow
Now the ghosts are in the fold
Tell me that I am a good boy
I want to make you
my brother shit
Skeet he know that other shit
Aye we on that lova shit
Thats my brotha and I take care of him
Anybody want to send shots Ill be right
The darkest eyes
The devils eyes
This is A Hood Halloween
Creeping through the blueish fog it's me
Just know it's just chronic
Keep that gas on me,
what we do by the lords
That's right, exile the fake, hit them niggaz like weight
Feed a fool, let the fake evaporate
Reconstruction, that's the whole
for all
[killa sin]
We move on m.c.'s mechanically
Strike nerve like ghost vs. a canopy
Hard to touch ratarded fucks playing wit they fantasies
Respect
them I don't need no Jaguar
N-to-the-E-to-the-R-V-E
You couldn't match my caliber
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you knew that, kid
Whether doin' the grime or that
and dirty
So on, so on and so on, we hoped that no one heard us (shh-shh, ah, ah)
Until this day, I think her mama knew but let us explore
Miss Donda, you
crying "Stop the riots", we ain't got to chalk the city
I seen Cole out there, felt I should go out there
They left that boy for hours in the cold out
said, I'll see you in hell But the Kennedys knew all too well
There's a New York version of everyone, whatever that means
You get your fortune told by
the sugar.
They are powerless to console.
We've gathered here to sprinkle ashes
From our late friend's cereal bowl.
Breakfast Clubbers, say the motto
That he
ache of losing someone I love the most
But I'll hold on to the moments we shared, the love that we knew (love that we knew)
Even though you're gone, my
meaning of life homophones
And that orange is that strong color
It brings the smoke like Holy Ghost fire
We should take torches from riots
And bring them
niggas lost
Grindin' hard by any cost
House of reps gang under boss
My mother did that five years
Couldn't show the world
That I took a loss
Look
of us
And there are so many more of us
Eldest sons
That must succeed
We know how Caesar conquered Gaul
And how to whack a cricket ball
Apart from
Alleluia, we confess that we need you
To lead and guide us to walk through
We're in your hands, we're in your hands
Somebody say, Father
Father and Son
till I have an apology that’s all I want
I can track anyone I want I know how to find them
I’m not a ghost I’m a phantom
You could never lie about those
smiling
That's cuz
Imma finally pay it forward
Ooo when you came along
Trouble just seemed to come by
I knew that you weren't
Worth it why are you wasting
the you love us
You blasting us daily
You curse out the vapors
Praying we stumble
The empire crumble
To say that you knew
We you won't make it
Ain't new
murk
See the Mac 11 in the court room
Holy Ghost inside a show room
When we was broke they forgot they knew us
Now it's God Money hallelujah
I had to go
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