Lyrics:
on the airplane
Higher gang instead B2k
Fuck that boy who won't believe
Fuck that bit who won't believe
This shit goes hard from the earth to the space
by the park (???)
Don't you pull down in them 'partments after dark (don't you do it)
Five niggas five choppas and a brick a hard (brick a hard
Let's go
I'm surrounded by some real niggas (Lil Top)
Hey (yeah) , yessir (They won't do it) , Buddah Bless this beat
I said I need it
This Draco
a M for i go (Count up a M for i go)
Some of this shit done got old (Some of this shit done got old)
Ima G gotta stick by the code (Stick by the code )
I'm like "Who The Fuck Are You?" (Fuck are you)
I know I'm hated by many and I'm loved by few (By few)
Tell you the truth
I keep it cool
Get money my
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I shed tears by the river
By the river
From all the pain that I done felt
And I can't help with
with crime
I know you ain't surprised
Ya
Everywhere I go I'm haunted by your face
Haunted by the thoughts I'm haunted by the taste
That you left behind
the club and does our thing
My goonies by the bar
We ghetto superstars
They know just who we are
We pistol poppers chopper choppers
Blame it
bombast of its breast
By which I knew upon waking
It was telling me
In no uncertain terms
To bellow forth the tubas and sousaphones
The whole rusty
same fuckin’ shit again, it don’t quit or end Can’t go a day without me gettin’ high, I call it gettin’ by, fuck you wont even try, no shit I’d rather
the hood
It was hard to get by hard to make it
Had to make a way anyway I could
So I had to take it
And it drove me to a point
That I had my mind on bustin'
Like a broken engine
Like a dead horse
I feel darkness in my heart
Like a red force
Cars crashing by
Like a bed post
Passing by the ocean drowning
a dark stout
Surrounded by the smoke
Surrounded by the smoke
But I ain't breaking the tack
Know it's Hard to keep hope
When they just setting us back
I
the path that's easy
I'm working hard to keep the things I have
I'll take it day by day
Working on myself for all the hurt I felt
I take it
Working on myself
the person you
Love if they don't love you back
Would you be my ba ba-by
(Fuck you, Shady) , ooh
If-if had more money, love?
Would you be my ba ba-by (You
jump you're soft and try to punk
Cause I'ma hit you in the face with it
I got a posse of crews to serve blues if you fuck with it
Yo, the Prode'je spoke
Made a hundred racks off the phone
Then I tossed it
I been ballin' so damn hard, I'm exhausted
Surrounded by a table full of bosses
We just keep
With this fresh lifetime we get to ride on this planet
There's two many followers
Dumbasses by the masses
You betta think so hard you fuckin shatta yo
through"
"At 1000 degrees Celsius I make Emcees melt,
Fuck my record label I appear courtesy of myself"
"Canibus is the type to fight for mics,
and lay down
Slamming hard passing by the schools and the playgrounds
Everybody knows when Short's in town
Cause i keep the beats thumping hella-hard
at a symphony
Rock hard, pissin' on my enemy
Fuck 'em all, we don't show 'em sympathy
Her favorite color blue, I bought her Tiffany
Out the trap spot, I got
the feds run devices
Mama my backbone, she stood by me wrong or right
Let me rewind this shit, gotta rewind that lick
I lost 'bout ten on that shit, I
Shorty knows I fucks with her hard body
Shorty fine by me, spend some time by me
It's a jungle out there, come and climb my tree
I know it's on your
you'll take this world by surprise
Incarceration fatalities just a nigga reality
Know we moving the weight, just know we ain't burning calories
Only got
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