Lyrics:
Here We Go
Lyrics by John McCuaig
Hear the shots fire 1,2,3
look in my eyes, there's nothing left to see
I'm going closer, closer .... are you
authentic that's why they be judging
Don't make me fuck your bitch then come for your cousin
I'm married to the money yes I'm a husband
Tell me what it is
soul survivor
But here me here now
Turning it low
Turning the light down low With my shorties all by me now
But i wait
Till the night come passing by
But
There once was a man round here
He lived his life controlled by fear
Now he's thrown such much away
He just longs for yesterdays that never come
They
Napkins are here, they'll dry your eyes
And blind them, and blind them
They will come to your home
When they are here
Faces down
When there is
Other MC's, I want you to know
If you ever want to battle me, don't move slow
Come and get it cause I'm waitin and I got nowhere to go
Head to head,
Other MC's, I want you to know
If you ever want to battle me, don't move slow
Come and get it cause I'm waitin and I got nowhere to go
Head to head,
Day after day, year after year
So come out, come out, wherever you are
I know you're there, I know you are
They called us crazy 'cause we never
and come BACK, won't nobody know it
Drive by, screamin' it's a new crew reppin'
Hangin out the window, like it's "227"
Get 'em up high!
Get 'em up
shit
But that's a lesson, if you out here on some fake shit
Come and robbin' everyday, know the young nigga hungry
They be murkin' for a quarter brick
they wan' come
Sign, sign me, with two ex-bitches
They both Siamese
Niggas be bitches, I got somethin' for
'em, you run up on me
Chopper knock out your
a hoe?
I'm Dr. Real Phil, I'm here to help you let go
It ain't hard to keep it real!
It ain't hard to keep it real!
It ain't hard to keep it real!
Matter
of these haters they probably gon' kill me
When I get racks in my Amiris
Like what now, sup now, I can't even give you a fuck now
Come in the Range, I'll
Please don't come around if you not gon' ride
No lie watched my grandma die left me traumatized
I know some niggas say they on me but ain't gon'
,UH, UP, UH, UP, Now we looking up
They taking some L's, Yea I keep out of touch(okayyyy)
I'm giving them hell,Yea I can't get enough(okaayyy)
Come out
shit, MMA always watch the damn feet
Feel like Kid n' Play with the energy
In a centrefold with my enemies
Why I'm standing here cause they testing me
If
the hood; what part you been?
Tell they lack heart; they all pretend
See the gates when the saints come marching in
Oh you gang? Who brought you in
Tryna
a Cowboy one fine day
Whenever he got saddled
I’m sure that you’d be rattled
By Great Great Grandpa Wallace
That’s why I’m here not over there
That’s why I’m
time, for what?
They'll never stop this shit by making it hard to come by, uh
Let me paint a picture of what I see
Turn reality into a dream
No more
can't run from me
Take your bitch and make her cum for me
But they say that three is company
This right here been on my mind
I know you've been by my
tell?
Whole team turning 30 like that album by Adele
Its 90Sitcom like fresh prince or saved by the bell
Them streams don't count if you just playing em
to worry cos All Saints will be around
So if you're feeling kinda low, oh baby don't
Cause I'll be here right (right here) by your side (your side) ready
to worry cos All Saints will be around
So if you're feeling kinda low, oh baby don't
Cause I'll be here right (right here) by your side (your side) ready
an Uncle Tom
Now, them crackers snatchin' black cats by they tongue
For the cheese, rats creepin' on yo' T.V. Screen, sellin' you dreams
Granny buyin'
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