Lyrics:
It's who we are
Purple cloths is on me salute my presence
DNA is worth a fortune but I've still seen a life of peasants
I gave y'all style taugh you
I smoke bombs and rock with lynyrd skynyrd
No beginners here I'm a seasoned vet
Educated on jazz by my man amed
Heard again my friend I been the world
to come, but harder to go
Hope you got a good heart and you're a good sport
Cause I'm a treat you like beaver on a basketball court
I'm gonna run you around,
to a opp
These niggas no longer real for a short sentence they help the feds sweep up the block
So watch who you calling yo boy cause niggas be bitches
read it
You gotta see it to believe it
Believe you're achieving what you been reaching for
You're not defeated by your demons
Rock it, rock it,
get two tries
Die if you try to
You trippin' like a gangsta that's
Piru wearin' sky blue
I know a guy who hand missin'
Before a gram of rock to use
Driftwood chair
Open ocean air
Was a long hard road to get here
Blue September sky
The days wander by
Feeling beautiful lonely
Kissing satly lips
carbon
More liars in the Government, folks starving, folks tired, Who's riding?
1 ,2 3, I go by the name Dephree
Peace and Love that's how I rock
cnd you
Johnny works in a factory
Billy works downtown
Terry works in a rock and roll band
Looking for that million dollar sound
I got a job down in
too oppy Yah Gotta move tact yah be moving too sloppy
be moving too cocky cuz who gonna stop me
Ain't nun of yah niggas so ima keep wilding
The money
scrappy oo
Love it when the pain is rude, kinda masochistic woo
By now you know I got drive, I’m just trying to survive
I ain’t tryna be the greatest, I’m
when you piss, you ready to die about a bitch
I'm in a benz with a stick on me we gonna rock out like guitar
We don't even talk unless it's my boy Glock
I'm shovin' off like an ocean liner
No one can rock the microphone finer
East, west, north, South Carolina
Alex and Vivian chillin' at Mel's Diner
cars
To go with my mansions 'cause I’m headed to Mars
And on the way gonna stop on the Moon for a bit
'Cause I got me a base and you wanna see it
And you
saved your fucking life
You didn't even blind an eye when you fucked up mine
I don't know where the fuck I stand
I don't even know who the fuck I am
the billy, billy goat, the goat, the goat's here
Vintage Hermes by Jean Paul Gaultier
Lagerfeld customize my gold chair
I run the point, you bitches just go
Don't wanna see you by yourself, by yourself
By yourself, by yourself, by yourself
We on a drive, looped in
Two seat ride, couped in
Who gon'
Don't wanna see you by yourself, by yourself
By yourself, by yourself, by yourself
We on a drive, looped in
Two seat ride, couped in
Who gon'
of swingin' a deal
All his friends they call him Billy Ray
Billy Ray, I can't turn away
'Cause you're a rock and roll cowboy with a burnin' desire to play
disease, I'll tell you that much right now
Have a hot dog and a Hummer, go ahead, it's on me"
I don't know, personally, I think Billy Martin said it best
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
callin'
From the streets of heaven
You go to work in the mornin'
Get home by eleven
You're just a drop in the ocean
So don't rock the boat 'cause heads
waterfalls
around the edge of the sea
Catch a drop of tear for me
and tell me who you'd be
I touch your back, so wide
and shaking.
Tell me why it's aching
All
to the underground connect
Pah!! I'm wreckin any MC you select
Yo E, load me in your gun, light the flares
Give me forty-eight bars, and I go out like gays at Billy
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