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Welcome to my life, please don't be afraid
Please don't judge a book by its cover
Cause I've been judged and put down by one another
For how I talk
The bitch treated me like I was lame
I ain't no help in the trap ran it up by myself Want some money, then go do the same
Hit my cousin on the dice, that
a different meaning
I don't judge her even though she works a 9 to 5 by day and winding her hips in the evening
As long as her kids will be eating
Lana
to run up these bands
Gorilla mode, watch me eat off the land Niggas said that I'm the man, but I don't
Think so Shit, you know these niggas judge you by
to make you understand
I'd sing it softly in your ear and grab you by the hand
Just keep it stuck inside your head, like your favorite tune
And know my
here in streets boy it's war
Soldiers kill and we die
By the sword
Yea it's cold and ain't right
I don't care if you judge
I'm a sin then repent
Bellisle
Bell-Bellisle Bell-Bell-Bellisle
Bellisle be Bellisle
(Here in Detriot)
I got my Harley on the highway revvin'
If a whip-it was a nipple I'd
before you pull the trigger take a good look into my eyes
In every holy war you'll find that God is always on both sides.
If a baby born is taught
let them girls go to your head
Cuz I'll leave you in a second
And I don't mean to go this hard
But I'm for real check my bars
This love and war shit,
bitch
If it money then you ain't speaking my language
Only want bread i'm getting it by the banquet
Slap it in the comm i'm the one who made the banks
have seven lives no Pain nigga
A war veteran like my name was Mccain nigga
She hop on me like a panther
Take that bitch up for ransom
More flames than
when I'm bored
Used to catch the sixty four
I'm not happy anymore
When my dad used to get home from work we'd try play gears of war
Fear the ones that
Un-depleted
Understand
That I'm the man
And in my hood
They fuckin need me
Don't you see me up at CVS
No VVS
Makin CDS play with BBS this Shit 3D you cant beat
the goin' gets mean
Protection
For gangs, clubs and nations
Causing grief in human relations
It's a turf war on a global scale
I'd rather hear both
aim at the head
Hasta luego, we put em to rest
See the serpent I step on its neck
See the opps and we keep em in check
Pray to God before i'm in my bed
me back to heartbreak (because I found it all in me, ooh)
Think I'm goin' outta my head (my head)
'Cause my heart keeps yearning for you
Though I
This time you're really dead
Once followed, but always led
You thought you'd rise above it all
It's all inside your head
All ripping it up in
if I ain't got em, got em, I'm ready
To go to war with the devil
God, show me where he at
God, show me where he at
It get ugly on my side, you send
concerned with makin babies
Never lookin for work the streets
Raised me for war
Schooled in laws of currency by
The ways of robbery thought
They never stop me
the A, I'mma need hoes by the busload
But only the freaks, they like women
That like thumbs in thei' butt hole I told you I'm cutthroat
(Don't judge
In my projects
In my projects
In my projects
In my projects
In my projects
Dawg, my projects is sweetin'
But if you ain't from where I'm
bowling
Like the blunt, let it start snowing
It's the city of Bell, nothing but bud we inhale
I'm stuck in a cell, I consider it fuckin' Hell
My style is
obligated to reflect
A distorted prejudice that I buy to destroy
If I kept it locked up in my chest
It'd either overflow or
Spontaneously combust
I
You in danger at 16 with the beam
One in the chamber aimed at that 0 7
Got the chopper close by
Head bussa from the Bronx
Rep my city every night
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