Lyrics:
They try to act like they a boss but they all wear Armani
Seven shots, now I'm drunk, I know this shits alarming
But you don't need to worry, trust me
shit but ain't shot nobody
Bitch I'm off these drugs, I'm about to catch a body
Let a nigga run up on me now he dead like Bobby
I'll kill a nigga if he
Nigga say he really want me dead well come and do that shit
Nigga say he got a point to prove well come and prove that shit
Every situation wit my
My head feeling awful heavy hey man
You give a rapping junkie a bag of money
He'll disappear
Tell you the album's coming
Now that's all I wanna say
suffered set-backs
Had shouldn't-have-said-thats, had made everyone mad
He made 808s, so he's everyone dad, know he ever gets sad
Hotel rooms by
my blessings
Duck off on my losses
Tell me when we was dead broke
What the F***? did you offer?
He gotta Stay Strong cause he know he a Alpha
He can't
Was his baby mama stayed in drama
Fighting with hood rats that he was fucking
No job all day, she did nothing
They son was 7-years-old
She really was
upon the earth"
"Grant me the power to still the waves that I may hear Thy call."
"In his house at R'lyeh, dead Cthulhu waits dreaming."
"Yet he
He had his hard hat, born ready for war
This young nigga heart's gone and I saw this before
He lived day by day, prey by prey, stray by stray
Blunted
you know what that prove
Man, it can't be us
If the words they said
Ain't stuck in your head
And the content's dead
You know that ain't us
If he freak
And the content's dead
You know that ain't us
If he freak that flow
And it sound like dough
Then it let you know, boy
It's gotta be us
Started flowing at 10,
He took a shot, he missed
It bounced of the diamonds on my wrist, the bitch
I keep coming at you with the hits, it's bliss
Wanna make 20 by my 25th,
dead homey
A bunch of rest in peace t-shirt with his motherfuckin picture on it
This nigga lived fuckin rowdy, and if he gotta die
he don't give a fuck
at the profession, call me James hurt
And I'm the new age Manson, want assertion on a stranger's earth
(He's dead)
Risen by the devil, raised by wolves
The thought
to call him he's next to me
By my side twenty four seven never leave me on my own
Every night I'm waking up I'm Feeling lonely
I'm feeling lonely yeah,
[Royce – over Chorus]
"Rock City Version 2.0" in stores right now
Feel me!
"Dead or Alive" the new album comin in Spring niggaz
If you gonna go buy
Hey guys
Let me start by apologizing to you
For the way everything went down
On Saturday i had a statement typed
Ready to post to you
Guys but
facts)
I know they want me dead, I got a Kel-Tec in this Viper (21)
I hit all the vibes on the low 'cause I'm a sniper (21)
He don't want no problems
these verses
Spirit living but still I ain't perfect
My ambition is driven by purpose
Without ceasing I pray like the earth spins
Opposition against me
do you prolong?
Songs that ain't strong, brother, you're dead wrong
And got the nerve to have them Star Trek shades on
Ha, you can't handle
do you prolong?
Songs that ain't strong, brother, you're dead wrong
And got the nerve to have them Star Trek shades on
Ha, you can't handle
do you prolong?
Songs that ain't strong, brother, you're dead wrong
And got the nerve to have them Star Trek shades on
Ha, you can't handle
jokes
Keep fuckin’ wit me, you’re just dead broke
All that money is easy to provoke
Don’t take it personally, I’m just playing bro
When I’m fuckin’ your
at least he plans shit
You just live day by day, fight your way through the man pit
The fuck I'm 'sposed to say to something like this? I never wrote like
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