Lyrics:
Welcome
to the voice response registration system
of True School University
representing universally
you have added
hip hop ethics
one two zero
for
the money but why aint the pain fading
if the ice is on my neck then why's my heart turnin cold
i lived 36 lives dawg im 18 years old
take then pen and paper
state with a sentence
Frozen weight in a couther
Six plates to soup ya
On due we always cruise
Right by the state troopers
When I'm drinkin with sal
I
had
True, I've got more fans than the average man, but not enough loot to last me
To the end of the week, I live by the beat, like you live
get some!"
We make any click or crew, run and call the cops
Picallo said play with the bomb, and why'all get knocked off top
History is proven
the streets will catch you slipping, rock ya steady
Watch your back with your homies that you feel is real
Your homeboys from your crew, yeah them the ones
and the vandals
Yo I'm the one more souped up than Campbells
Why? Cause I got the gats good and plenty
For the 1-2-2 you and the 120
So go and bring your crew
[Mad Skillz]
Rappers came with their styles and I left with their heads
Their crews became victim of the body-snatchin dread
The world is now mine,
I die famous, hard to explain this
I live a life to die famous
[Verse 2]
hustle money by Bloods, Crips, and drug dealers
It's all love wit us but
niggaz is flaming gats at my circle
I catch you, my first reaction is to hurt you
I hit your bird too, two in your scalp then you out
Your thug crew
that two can play
This is what I live, eat, and breathe for
This is what I train, push myself, and believe for
This is what I chose as my path, there's
down
It's no questioning the shit
Most high
I'm the representative
No lie
When I get this risen
I be in a dimension
Y'all never get to live
No drive
from the city and your runnin your lips
I'm 'bout to make a call get the news van out
Explain to Tritia Toyota on how your crew ran out
We comin live
(yeah)
(F.L.Y)
(Forever Lives Yahweh)
(Listen)
Verse 1
Shhhh I can hear em whisper (yeah)
Is he a Christian rapper or a rapper that's a Christian
it's just
Ignore is bliss, therefore
We get overlooked
It's hard to shine, when you live by the book
Positions being occupied, by those that you
on the wire and shit, that's all
Now everybody's back in the groove, echo chamber
"Check one two, one two" that's my favorite
Strobe lights is live, Pink
The level is extremely low on my resistance
By you or any other I'll never be beaten at a
Rap meeting, in other words a battle
'Cause y'all, I'm like
of your lives have led you up to this
Driven, if not by fame, then avarice
Thaumas in rage, salacious
Thirsty for blood berates us
Darkness surrounds with
B-Fade but today call me Captain Kidd Lex,
Spare Time and Aesthetics with the Cali Connect…it’s like that y’all
Run it down to 2 tracks/ Call me stereo
to rip it down
Something live!
One the ones and two's!
This what we gon do!"
A smooth playa from the Himalaya
Like Rome-e Rome
(Move your feet)
But I
to review the morals y'all live by
My main bitch a thorobread
Give a nigga thoro head
Call this my spit shine flow
Cause my bars be clearing heads
Y'all all
not surprised, My type of mind makes thunder sounds and lightning speed
Stop and see, Flow and stress
Ain't seen me, You ain't seen the best
Racing by
don’t give a fuck ‘bout nobody
I don’t give a fuck ‘bout none of y’all
[Radio Station Transition #2]
(Cough)
(This that, now I’m seeing sum, creatures)
the Range, empty out the ashtray
A glass of 'Ze make a man Cassius Clay
Red dot plots, murder schemes, thirty-two shotguns
Regulate with my dunn's, 17 rocks
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