Lyrics:
peeled off the street
All you do is drag yo feet
Yea You know me all heat but I'm low key
Blowing straight loud by the P
My Drip Slick like grease
Niggaz
many dreams will you let flow by
Before you choose one to ride?
Muddy feet and whiskey legs
Coming at me like a subway train
Overthrow the spirit
a total of three explosions
On the planet, Mars
Between the hours of seven forty-five PM
And nine twenty PM Eastern Standard Time
The uhh, metal casing is
than 3 rounds
Comeback kid, just like Kareem, I'm on the rebound
Don't get mad if you ain't listed on my team now
I'm swimming through these verses in
legacy of Christ
Is the Holy ghost
The true legacy of Christ
Is love
Saved by grace
Bought by love
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
You know the three
Things abideth
But
Three thirty in the morning
Not a soul in sight
The city's lookin' like a ghost town
On a moonless summer night
Raindrops on the windshield
not keep
Ah, but a man never got a woman back
Not by begging on his knees
I'd crawl to you, baby
And I'd fall at your feet
I'd howl at your beauty
cce of space up my sleeve
You'd think by now I'd learn a lesson or two but
cll I know is the dice rollers blues
Back on repeat, Ran Out of Money
Back
when I came around some kind of murky face
Shaking my bones, put me back in my place
I don't ever want to be alone like this
Haunted by the presence
darkness, the world in decline
Quest for their hammers to reclaim the throne
Three brought together by warriors unknown
United to vanquish all hell from
on the street, back on her feet
Clappin' the heat
She's dressed to kill
Iced-out head to toe, a snake in black
She's cleared, to, get ill
She's about
Live back at 'cha Westside baby
Aight fuck it, we gone flip some new shit now
You heard "All Eyez on Me," niggas know what time it is
(Makaveli
Live back at 'cha Westside baby
Aight fuck it, we gone flip some new shit now
You heard "All Eyez on Me," niggas know what time it is
(Makaveli
cook it up
I been rewired son I be all fired up
Look I'm coming back up from the grave there for 3 days now and i'm higher up
Gotta get back on the beat
When I was three feet tall
I played in the sand
Back then the whole wide world
Fit into my hands
It was smaller back then
The world was wild
Ok so Deemus ain't a nazi but he's asking where the gas at,
cmare Stoudamire how im getting Nash to pass that
Softer than a muppet by your girl
the ground
And one by one, the clock strikes twelve
We punch back in inside our shells
Inside our shells
All I do, all I do, all I do is work
All I do
you knew what is brewing
They're coming……
Paralyzed. Crawling inside me. Lifetimes in 3 years of the parasitic worms have altered the essence of my
beneath your feet
Your body will be aching if you party with me
So feel this ground breaking lyrical decree
It's a one the two the three to the four
By
From the beginning at birth is where it started
With three strikes already against us when we departed
Our mother's wound, it's crazy they all knew
on another level
Guess what I'm still on my feet and yall don't like that
I hear you suckas striking for me but watch me strike back
You don't wanna see me
up, I just back right down
When I’m frightened, I faint in a flash like “wow”
In a snap, lights out, and I black right out
So I think that I'm just
me I’ll leave you weak with the ten plagues
Set to me imma hit you with the lean
Back to back success feeling like a fiend
I’m impressed by the depths
your wallet, you ain't got shit but two five's
I stay with the same people, no I don't fuck with new guys
NTSB jacket on my back, I'm just too fly
I'm
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