Lyrics:
Cosby is not too destitute for grace
But the truth can't set you free
If you keep lyin' out yo face
Just admit it
I got plenty dirt and blood on my hands
on my name, blud, fuck it
Slew anybody in the family, fuck it
Run up on them man laughing, fuck it
You got a chain but you tuck it, fuck it
Man throw
and the courage of three, and the mind of a man much wiser than me
You're the soul of the brother who won't come back
Who died in my arms on the railroad track
I live in a land where you must be alert
24/7 or you can get hurt
They deem you a menace, put you in the dirt
Then make up a story that you attacked
my L's back
Pay whatever for you, girl, fuck the sales tax
Pull up in that Hellcat, skirt, skirt on em
Niggas say you know me, so they throw dirt on em
me rollin
I’m a different breed, call me one of a kind
Throwin dirt on my name you actin like I won’t shine
I ain’t never back down, bitch ain’t in my
the bump n grind, I guess love is blind
Or he caught you in your eye with his brother's nine
I'd rather use my know of flicks, and the known face
Watch em
because of my jersey?
It is because that I'm perfect?
Ridin' down 85, three in the morning
Why you pull me over sayin' you smell marijuana? (Smellin'
all for the Gram bro
That's not how you live
Free my brothers in the can
Locked up doing bids
I do this for my family, mother and kids
And everyone
in the falling rain
Don't throw out hour trash you're no hour this not the place
To slap a biker hell no you dead in the face
It not a race it
you look like a fool
[Chorus]
You're looking for some dirt,
I'm lifting up my skirt
I'm searching for a light under me in my purse
You always think
My brother tells me that I'm the one blessed
My brother tells me that I must confess
My brother tells me that I cause the stress
If he tells me
one day, my brother
So wrap up your pity and turn it to ambition
And put your vehicle in 'drive' and stop by my side
I'll see you when you get
on for like three generations
Oakland pimp shit, all in your face, man
Some other cities take pride in trickin'
You can hear it when
Their rappers start
the cage
One more mistake I could throw it away (You know)
And end up in jail for the rest of my days
And give haters more shit to throw in my face
Just like
a doctor now
I got MD behind my name
I want you to meet my wife
I met her while I was in college
She is a school teacher mama
Yes she is
They told that mama
a bitch do a table dance? Can a bitch do a table dance?) Get out my face, hoe!
Verse 1: Brother Marquis
I don't give my riches to the bitches!
my motherfucking nike shoe
Shoot, shoot in your face and you go down
Your face turns white, you look like a snow clown
Shoot in your mouth, in your
is a pity how witty my wit is really
Put in work got that work - Muh Fukah
Face first in the dirt - Muh Fukah
Attracting flies on you bum Muh Fukahs
you can't fathom it
That heroin run in my family
Alcoholics, junkies, addicts, and traffickers
Burnt spoons, and syringes on napkins
Tell it's real by
God)
On my dead brother, I kept a K there (Straight up)
Tryna spend the night, you must be fuckin' or somethin' (Lil' bitch)
I want you to suck me
and the courage of three, and the mind of a man much wiser than me
You're the soul of the brother who won't come back
Who died in my arms on the railroad track
life, and how people work
I put the pin in and that needle hurt
I been on my grind ima up on it
Want a Patek just to shine on my opponents
You know ima
I responded in less than 48 Hours; Nick Nolte
Gettin' close like Nick Jonas, grippin' the gauge
Then blaze off, Face Off, bitch, Nicolas Cage
You
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