Lyrics:
point, get the plastic explosives planted and scatter
Weave through the people
Ain't hearing or seeing no evil
About 300 hundred meters from the maximum
about to blow
Man it's time to go
Light it up for sure
And let them people know now
Whoa now!
Cuz we in the place and it's hectic
We're making true
deal
I've been on the move lately
Counting all these blue faces
Never see me with no new faces
Most of my people got open cases
Stay focused, I'm going
Want to fuck with me you got to sign this non-disclosure
They want all the bright lights but can't get long exposure
People I ain't seen in years
a marathon not a 100-meter race
But my mind is on the chase
Ignored this for many years
Didn't think I was good enough cause of my peers
Was forced in
about to blow
Man it's time to go
Light it up for sure
And let them people know now
Whoa now!
Cuz we in the place and it's hectic
We're making true
mas não dá pra descansar o olho
E se metade do people visse toda a fé que eu ponho guardavam num cofre cadernos com as letras que eu componho
E a moma
this land and got betrayed
What does that teach ya
Never leave your people
Never leave em dry, but don't give em all of yours either, meters
It's some
i caress Too high off the shit, I could care less
K.O. for the people that slept If you talkin' shit, say it with your chest
Killer intent Don't
you just makes you stronger
Somethings I see just makes me ponder
People still bussin my guy I wonder
I say I know know o
Se bi oluwa lo ni maribatise
Freak hoes need clothes ass out the steeple
Preaching math to the people from
Philly to Indonesia dawg
I see you when I see you like
Martin told Gina
Wake up every morning
While the people snoring
The weight of this world
On my fuckin shoulders
The weight of this dream
Doing everything
I be walking
Stand up people the moment fi mix
Woa up and rollin dunk med vin albatrouz glider in i en raggarbil
Som en hollywodfilm ala magazine ta två trappor
you (by my side)
Yeah, rich people problems, mansion full of attitude
I enable shit, I ain't even really mad at you
You was such a good girl, look
your clothes
My stereo's thumpin' like a savage beast
The level on my power meter will not decrease
Suckers get mad, cause the girlies scream
And I'm
of 'em are ready for the trouble I'm 'bout
Pull up in a bubble, hop out, then let a couple pop out
I got two double Desert Eagles, bustin' at your peoples
Ground water moves very slowly.
While water at surface can be measured in
Meters per second,
The ground water will more likely be measured in
Niggas can't be serious, man yo, yo
Yo, I'm the reason metal detectors
Go off the meter 'Cause I'll run through the
Airport with the heater
Gets
up
Cause when I bust, I lick shots like a shotty
Thats why nut is drippin all over your body!
You know what’s up! BR and BI get cream
People always
stay to yourself
Trust nobody, trust nobody
You know what I mean? Straight up
My closes friends did me in
My closes friends my homies
People who I done
(huh?)
I paint her face like Mona Lisa (yeah)
The more she moan the more I beat her
Three people, two seater (catch up)
Pullin' up, I could eat lunch
stereo's stompin' like a savage beast
The level on my power meter will not decrease
Suckas get mad, 'cause the girlies scream
And I'm still gettin' paid
magnificent Pope distributors
Man I remain lives ahead of the game
Slang play off the meter cause its never the same
Niggas tell me how they never comin'
Everybody knows you've been discrete
There were so many people you just had to meet
Without your clothes
but Everybody knows
Everybody knows that it's
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