Lyrics:
And tell that big head nigga you run with to do the same
I'm still in love with you, babe (you and I, 'til the day we die)
I'm still in love with you,
the end
Days go by
As the pressure grows
The voices getting loud now
Saying I must die
I ask myself will I fall and die?
Or am I able to leave this demons
to my brother, may his soul rest
retaliation is a must fool (huh)
some niggas don't play by no fucking rules
in this game get so deep so we gotta ride
to the simps
Im loosing my head im tweaking again
Yeah
I’ont e’en know the last time i been sober
Yeah
I’ont e’en know what she talking about, i swear i’ont
I broke away.
Rags to riches, I grew from a stray.
Heavy's the head, now I'm having my way.
Go big or die trying, nothing else is option.
Ruthless
away
I have something to prove
There's ten of them
Ten marks
The plan must proceed
Okay, I'll spell it out. F-A-I-L-U-R-E
Lost in transLation
by
a riot gun,there ain't none bigger
About to unload the ammo,"E" squeeze the trigger
They say I'm violent,they should watch their T.V.
They say I'm
head up with lies and dreams and shit but I ain't them
Hook(F.A.M.E & Sylk):
Come here girl listen up don't take my words in vein
Mesmerized by your
by)
Walk down, curb side, head shot (yeah)
I'm thinkin' big racks (big racks)
Sawed off, chest shot, Mad Max
I'm smokin' big dope, I don't need
we witness
Before we see it's hard to live this life without God, so we must ask forgiveness
Ask mama why I got this urge to die
Witness the tears
for life
Man don kiri akara kiri koko
Man don suffer all die na die
Man don segba se mo
I don kiri agbo
Man e enter Lagos e sell bigi and coke
Ke ke re
Ehmm, we de about to go do the thing now
But e get something else wey enter my head
For the starting eh
We de about to go do the thing now
But e get
the average MC tryna battle me
Tragedy is a must as I crush NYC
Lately I been on some crazy shit
Imagine this
To make it until you die until you out of it
I'm just here to let you all know
I got the flow and the locks that grow
I love the nappy heads, the braids and afros
Kicks Adidas, jeans Girbaud
This
Ces ]
I'm just here to let you all know
I got the flow and the locks that grow
I love the nappy heads, the braids and afros
Kicks Adidas, jeans
Yo, Dre! (Dre! Dre! Dre!)
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man said "Cluck, I don't
Like nine cans of shaving powder, that's funky
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man
Yeah
Yhng MB
As yawa gas, we go e house, we flog e ass, with cutlass
You say you wise, me I sharp, I no dey slack, I wicked die
I wicked die
Yeah,
to fuck with dennis rodman
To die dude
I play the side, they wanted me as pimping
I told I'm a ball
Somebody must have been tripping
Somebody must have been
Like nine cans of shaving powder, that's funky
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man
In the middle of the night
Good things must die
In the middle of the night
All things must die
In the middle of the night
Good things must die
In
He...Must...Go......Back...To...He-e-ell!
Chorus
It doesn't matter how it's done.
We must send him on the run.
Being here he really must pay.
There's no way we can let him stay,
We can't
Hennessy
When I die, put co-ca-ine in my IV
Don't try me, R-I-P
Spray paint everywhere, D-I-E
Done done, all I see is P-U-S-S-I-E
And if you try me,
my side
It's ride or die through good and hell
I know my momma tripping
Worried I'd end in a cell
Or that they'd knock me off
But I got it all by
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