Lyrics:
beezies
By my side
Cas i make this shit look easy
I'm from the cpt
So, rest in peace eazy
And mac d.r.e
Back to the bay
Briefly
Aye
We get hyphy on the beat
music
Yea... throw ya cups in the air if ya drunk like me, yea
Tech N9ne, Big Ben, Shadow, X-rated vodka and sprite boy
be the terror in the dark just like a thief
Releasin the beast, be deceased, all increase, uhh
T-E-see, N-I-N-E, relieves to any problem
I got
so easy walking in the light
But this is the Debut whoever I pray to
I'm begging that you shoot me to the stars up in the night
But now I'm more
cant forget about aborting
So she started stealing
Clothing just to fit in
Felt disgusted by her own skin
And she tired of the sleeves
Just to hide her
your cousins in the ghetto
Because they're there
Stop looking down on 'em
Stop using crack addicts and Mexicans
As cheap labor to build your fuckin'
Little noses dripping with snot, ock, now look at 'em
The ghetto got a hook in 'em now, drugs, stay pushing 'em
Used to throwing dirt in these blunts,
to the blockmates and it's safe to unlock cakes
King sizzel makin' bank, shake the spizzle,
We don't make it drizzle we rain in the G-state
[chorus]
Don't you
life
Mașina-i în drive, da' nu-i
By, toți gangsterii ăștia, de offline
Să-mi sugă pula, că-mi bag
Pula-n tastatura lor, tonight, aight
PRNY bagă beatu',
dollars to realize
That life in the ghetto ain't shit
And oj wouldn't be on trial if it wasn't a white bitch
I just kick the real, a lot of people don't
a song like this
(Stik Figa)
Ay, there was a dream before King in the 1930s
The NAACP planted a couple seeds early
(JQ Guest)
Set the groundwork for
Vibe Ring's (DON'T KILL IT)
{Chorus}
They See The Stars We Shine!
We Rapping (YES) The Hard-Knock Life In Our Times
cnd In This World In, Where
blow
Let the sunshine
Yeah at night the stars glisten
If can listen hear the crickets
But come morning time I be
Soakin in the sunlight
Peace and love
hella high
Curl on the dumbbell L
We can't even S-P-E-L-L MTV or TRL
Supreme novelists, we rank superior, guardin' the post
Down low in the 'jects,
dress the same
Can I add that
You ain't even know you was a lame
Can I add that
Everyone around me chasing fame(You feel me)
That boy a star it's all in
bright piss yellow
Never had shit
A nigga grew up in the ghetto
Now she on her knees
Like a nigga Is a pharaoh
Yeah, ah, yeah, ah
Drip to my socks
Yeah,
e'rybody in here can stop snorin'
Yo where the safe Money unlock it, pull it out your pocket
Ben Banniker Bay with the Al Morrocan
Black Thought
e'rybody in here can stop snorin'
Yo where the safe Money unlock it, pull it out your pocket
Ben Banniker Bay with the Al Morrocan
Black Thought on capitals
was young I used to shoot for the stars
but got shot down by demons in patrol cars
Stars good cop, bad cop, stick up the crack spot
The ave won't get
of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it
You and me are not the same
I was
Hahaha uh oh
Brisco the new Cash Money
Believe that! Hahaha
Ugh (yeah, yeah)
I'm from the cocaine era
Packs in my stroller
Two beepers and a flip,
I could take a punch or get hit by a car
Could go to the nearest or farthest star
As a matter of fact it's what I won't talk about
Pop a word out
doctrines zero dollars fell the power fear by cowards Glory of God shower on the ghetto what i see tommorow vision spotlight like Apollo too many stars
as asinine as building a home by finding countries that are already inhabited and claiming you discovered them
Kingdom
Who do you think that you are? A King
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