Lyrics:
so my soul
is a threat to all mankind. Born to kill, I'm wicked by nature, 'cause the streets of my neighborhood breed young hellraisers. A
30.06
and wet,
And you just can't get high
That's when sparks fly on E Street
And the little girls walking lookin' so hot,
And the little boys' souls grow weak
then eating you back
Tearing, shredding, mutilating, disfiguring purity
Tainting, soiling, fouling, and corrupting your soul
Kneeling and pleading
Sorry is a sign of weakness
(Forgive us intense
Please forgive those distant)
I don't want you go back to your
Mama because I'll run you back out
(And
Do the damn thing baby
C'mon bring it now
Go back like 8 tracks and cadillacs
Way before crack even similac
Hell with the wire taps
New booby
back, it ain't gon' happen
Might as well join my momma in a casket
I'll leave you there just to bring her back
I'ma just beat your back in
Leave you
You are divine in your mind
May your beauty be defined
By the gold in your soul
You're the apple of my eye
The sun to my moon in the sky
And as both
at heart and
this good soul here needs our help!
Acknowledged my child. Bring forth this bedeviled man. The circle of 13 shall now form.
Please hurry or it
mean I got work to finish(get to it) by the time I come back hope it ain't envy
I got love for my fam,my blood, (fake love) I can't help that my soul
breath
Ooh, I wish I could bring you back like Lazarus
I felt your soul when it left up out you
You said you wasn't scared and so I didn't doubt you
Still
You'll see my energy
Who's man is he
Think he can set up shop
Tornado chop down his canopy
Niggas can't handle me
Naruto run
One by one
Nigga better bring
a life
Bitch I know you died
Bitch I know you cry in the middle night
No good soul near by
No one to say say goodbye
So you try to die
But you fear
the juice
Music's the only thing that brings the dead right back to life
Have faith and it will guide you through the night just like a light
Never say Salt
Got to put back all the good times that we had
We can make it better with a little bit of razzamatazz
Bring out the rides with all those white
didn't hear
What they were supposed to hear
Bring that back (bring the back)
(woo, yo)
Yo (damn) Young Buck where my money at man
My niggas is playing
(AUTO!) Hmph
Yea!
Hahaha!
(HI AUTO!) What?!
Yea (Wooo)
Huh (Drrrrp)
Yeaaa (HA!)
Huh!
Yea
Girl just hold it down
Don't be enemy
(Know it's on)
Bring
Follow me now yo cut wrist
Let's make a deal I want yo soul
I promise you won't gret shit
Take yo pain bring hell all up on this world
I got you
Real hip-hop, we bring it back, no need to pout
I'm the lyrical architect, constructing masterpieces
My words penetrate your mind, leaving you speechless
am ready for what love has to bring
Got myself together, now I'm ready to sing
I've been searchin' my soul tonight
I know there's so much more
comes back around with that bitch karma
I won't tell a soul
I play my roll
If you do too much talking imma put the pussy on parole
These new hoes they
Flip phone shenanigans, got to change up my ringtone
Magic in the kitchen, we boiling up with them big bones
Broth for your soul, help you so u don't
Evil woman looking in my eyes
You light me up like the Fourth of July
I don't see sugar but I do see spice
I can feel the evil as you walk on by
But
in some polo
Hard to trust a soul I’m always rocking by my dolo
Keep my circle small and I could never let my bro’s go
I’ve had too many stab wounds
Done some shit have you praying your soul would come back
Block shit out been around me you know you gon laugh
Ever told you a rat hope you die out here
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