Lyrics:
murderers, murderers
[Ja Rule]
Growing up in the ghetto
With that New York state of mind
I realized that night, that my future was crime
Hustlin dimes was my
him he wants to be free
He's got no one trying to help him or to save me
Raised by family but not his mom
Bobby at a young age was banished to Guam
Flippin' mad pies, low price, I blow dice and throw them
.45 by my scrotum, manifest the Do or Die slogan
My niggas roll in ten M3's
Twenty Gods poppin'
we can't. Look, he's in a pool of blood. He's gonna die, I know it.
Frankie: We've gotta leave him here, honey. We gotta. He won't talk, I promise you
of three already
Ending the endless night
And keeping it all steady
We won't be concealed
All painted red, Hearing what he said
I have to take action,
On the real I keep it real under the moon and the sun
It's in my DNA and blood live by the money and gun
Study Art Of War so every single battle is
never through. We will never let ourselves quit. Through the blood and spit, still we hold ourselves together by our grips. Have to live our lives even
my hand always thought like mike
Balling or nothing, used to be up at the courts by my doly thats morning to night
Took all my Ls in the shadows,
and goblin,?In a brand new pair of brogues,
Rattling o'er the bogs,?And frightened all the dogs,
On the rocky road to Dublin.
One, two, three, four five,?Hunt
Part One:
This is a world blessed by the victims of carnal tragedy
The humans ritual of love and adoration dense-waven history
Sentiments decide
I used to save you from bad dreams at night fighting dark
Reminiscing of times when we hung out at the park
It was a beautiful thing wish we were
Subsection made of blocks
The large section made of cemetery burial plots
1,2,3,6 graves
Therefore, we won't be ignored!
Those stray bullets blazed
Blood
musical way before rap
I did wanna be the tap dance kid
On Broadway, 42nd Street, legendary
Three-card Molly, Nasir drives a Harley now
FYI for your info
in the endless night!
The angels:
The Goddess of the night comes!
3 curses to the holy throne!
No regrets!
It's too late!
The Goddess of the night
a night light (shinin') aye
GOD!
KING!
ALIVE!
LET'S RIDE!
Two Six
Ac3zo
Ready or not, here I come, you can't hide
to night, he think 'bout steppin' and slidin'
Old rusty cutter make 'em get down, ayy
Blood from the gutters so when that stick 'round, ayy
She wanna
on like ya 3rd"
"You up in so high you think you a bird?"
Shut up bitch I did this so we work
It's just me, money and problems
Leave by myself never look
Why
Dark like night time
Fat crown athlete do the drive by
Killer anuh twilight
From me see gun rise den a pie pie
No heart Cyah find
Fat bimma m3
her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, Whack fol lol le rah!
In Mullingar that night I rested limbs so weary
Started by daylight me
Give me blood when I'm holy
Give me the body when I sin
Make me a saint by the sunrise
So i can bear the light again
Gold chains keep me bound
"Demon" in blood
On the titties, no remorse for life
He wild for the night, son, gun and knife
Living trife reckless, hang a man by his necklace
Then mail
Illuminated by the candlelight
I'm on the prowl in the dead of the night
I've got a sickness only candy can cure
So, if I knock on your door
You'd
the town of El Paso
They never stopped dancin' and money like whiskey did flow;
She bought a one-way, a ticket from Sante Fe
Three days and nights on a stage
Three days and nights on a stage with a rest now and then
She didn't mind that, she knew she would find that
Her new life would be more exciting than
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