Lyrics:
a Tropicana and a sack to burn
Cause they've been waiting on my
Album like a tax return
I just got a new set
Put a knife to your skin got you screaming
Thinking
I'm rich (I'm rich)
And I don't care what yours is, that's not important
'Cause even if you told me, I'ma forget by the morning
Only thing on my mind
[Verse]
Awaken me to the fall of a man
Rise of a beast
Head legs and feet
Animated by a little electricity
Judge with your eyes but neglect what you
make I borrow am loan small
And if I tell her that I’m broke that would be crazy
Cause for her mind my money long I be like Jay Z
And her text said Ice I
pain?
Can you feel my pain?
Can you feel my pain?
They say you gotta walk in the next mans shoes to understand him
If you put a foot in mind you'd see
by storm
And got all kinds of people buying our album
You ain't gon' quit now you gotta think this through
I got ya back for real son now stop acting
„I only recall Jeremiah's warning of false prophets
They fill you with false hopes
They speak visions from their own minds“
Gotta killin' 'em,
it's priceless
It can't caught by a pawn shop
You wish we could mind swap
This grown man put his destiny in his own hand
Dreaming of own land while
darknesss, my mind is universal
Catch me chatting with tiny martians
In hybrid human circles, my life's a music journal
Inspired by buddha sticks and stupid
Christ, the penalty is death, genius
And you can tell by my face that I mean this
I'm do or die
repeat chorus
I'm do or die, Christ or crack you must
that could make you better than me
I love, telling the truth you fall in love with lies
Love is unconditional to flaws I never mind
A father runs out
bro
I'm at the top and there's nobody else
Me and my niggas did this shit by ourselves
Heard that your albums ain't doing too well
Don't hit up my line
you Black, it's all trap
I was tryna solve all the family shit
Same time gettin' robbed by my management
Same time arguing wit' shawty gettin' mad
Artist: E.S.G. f/ D-Reck, D-Gotti, Noke D
Album: City Under Siege
Song: Thugs in Heaven
(*talking*)
Fuck that shit, I done lost another-another one
behind tent
Serving all day hitting corners getting bent
Time went by quick when we was kicking it
I wish that there was a way I could have predicted this
body structure
Ready to rupture
At times I sat back to think again and again
How I broke the golden rule by doing business with friends
My mind traveled
become
Watch my dim light shine and block the sun
Boy, I'm the eclipse, take your mind on trips
The rhyme rips though your back and leaves ya spineless
become
Watch my dim light shine and block the sun
Boy, I'm the eclipse, take your mind on trips
The rhyme rips though your back and leaves ya spineless
Kill 'em all, let God sort 'em out
Giva fuck
[Sticky Fingaz]
This is AK-47, banana clip rap
Bloodstain your album cover before it get wrapped
talk down on my name
When you asked for advise
Gotta stay ready for everything
Don't let them catch you by surprise
They ask me how to became wise
is really why they book me
Oh it's over once the album hits the shelves
All I wrote that was inspired by yourself
Master ownership I don't need their
fresh my minds a humidor
I'm the Matador, that's the bull for sure
I hope with this album I can start a tour
I just wanna do what I love can't not no more
2 AM the beats played about a thousand times
My minds stuck on just doubting lines
To my surprise, I've just been compromised
The artist now lies
chug a lug battery acid
im dre dog, can you tell im high?
nigga heres a shovel, dig deep into my mind
you violatin, and a blow ya a chin
and after this
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