Lyrics:
Can't walk a mile in my Masion Margielas
I got the Benz, peanut butter leather
Space Jam jays, they padded leather
Gun a Beretta, pour a two just to feel
questions)
They won't let a man live his life without
Stress the Police I can't stand em
(can't stand em blud)
And the worst thing is these hoes ain't
Loyal
Visions of her sidewinder perch
On the chair and up against the police car
Throw light on my darkened face
Flashes on a shadowed wall
Like the
Like
got a date with a honey
Kisses like candy call her the easter bunny
Boy you fib like Fibonacci zero one one two three five
You got no date you got no
rotter bx.
On ravitaille dans tout béliz.
Majeur en l'air sur la police.
Kilo de coco dans la valise.
Faut des euro faut du khaliss.
Gwada Paris
Cause I'm really that smooth
Got nothin' to lose in this bitch
And we get up by four tools
Niggas know that they can't swim up in that water
I've been
some bordeaux relaxing
You gon hear that knock knock
Before the police buss in
Clear that shit air it out
Go through the back den
These niggas still
Rape ke baad puchte cast
Headlines vhi
Dalit ki beti ka hua murder
By upper cast
Police vaale dlal
Jladi laash raat ko khet me
Ye konse he rule
that I bleed
Rat ass vato, Got a case, Cuz his ass The police
I'm tapped in, I'm that nigga, yeah, that paramount kid
Surrounded by bad bitches, cuz
the devil away from me
c Subtle hint of the potpourri
Hold it down in the midst of things
If I die by the police
Pray the lord my soul is free
Liquid
Who can I run to when I can't jog in the streets?
Who can I run to when I can't trust police?
Who gon' cool me off when I start feelin' the heat?
I’m getting down in the alleyway, kicking stones off the fence boards
I’m getting high at the thrift store, huffing dust mites and spores
I get by in
on the decks
Yeah the wake was a pity even though a sad time
Then Mike text me to meet him for a fat line
They said he died after getting a rash
Then two days
to lose it all and jump out on the drum?
Who else gon' try to get us rich by writin' out these songs?
Nobody, who gon' throw they goals away and blow about
[Necro]
Ladies and gentlemen
Tonight we present torture and sodomy
Hosted by Necrophiliac and Ill Cannibill
Relax n smoke your crills
I'll make your
the police.
Chorus x2
My friends all tell me I'm under your spell,
That I'm too blind to see.
You come on so strong, and then you are gone,
You turn the lights
an MTV-host called Elaine
Every day, after school he found a way to earn a buck or two
When he'd saved, just every penny in a jar,that he was hiding
He went
who have no wives
Police should beat their fuckin' skulls in with magnum lights
Illegitimate illiterate black should have no rights
'Cause they go
Runnin' blind with the bloody steel piece
I didn't know I was surrounded by police
And all I said was
(Chorus)
as deep, don't forget, you know how low they get
Intimidating so I pose a threat
Coming like a slider, right by ya
Known to drop a rhyme in on time,
and the power, money and the power
A organization of bosses wit money and the power
[Verse 2]
Get the money first, the power and the hoes come wit it
Push ya
copped his rims and 'Big O' tires in the hood
Surrounded by police, wearin wires in the hood
Heard they ran him outta New York, and he's comin to Cali
No
The police try to shut us down
They're scared of all the crazy lookin freaks around
We keep on playin till' they cut the power switch
A riot breaks out we
[Mr. Sancho]
This is for the riders for the south siders
The ones that get by the fuckin police when they find us
Rollin deep through your streets
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