Lyrics:
Where you eat food, snatch plate, wherever drama come
Live by the gun, die by the gun
When it jump off - make it pop, you be the only one
Live by the gun,
find it
The stars on the flag are never shining
Uh, I saw a butterfly in hell today
Will I die or go to jail today?
'Cause I live by the sword and die by
homies a Whether be
Fred Dogg S P double E D why cause that's my type of guy
DeWalt Evans and BigJ Ski into the muthafuckin job done by my boy Joe be
said slave to the chain and they chained to the whips
And they never come through and they always talkin
Live by my black hands black plans with black
when I used to live for more
Than just the useless fix, before the allure of sin
Would cast the black mask over the consequence
I did right by you
on the ground
What goes around, comes around
It's an eye for an eye
Hear the sound of the trey pound
Bullets flying by
This ones for justice and innocent lives
Crack, cooking where my sister be frying soul food
Plus my other sister just went back to her old dude
He whopping her ass, I kill him, I kill him, I
am from the bottom of the jungle
Living in the bottom of the food chain
When you get a new chain, nigga take it from you
A new Dame, one stripe,
ain't come from the same cloth
I contain more fabric
Do or Die in me, I take all challenges
(All challenges) with confidence
They call Eric and prepare
you a
Lil' higher up the food chain
I'm from Ellis Ave and Hopkins nigga
Grape Street Goon Gang
In '05 I had a 5X white tee
With a MAC-11
could tell
The city was live - respected on the map
Until one day when you posse attacked
Violence started, there was corruption
The end result - b-boy
Born in America
The land of the free
Where cops killin' niggas
Lookin' just like me
RIP Eric G
Wake up you gotta see
The melinated tax
Is such
Tear the club up, and anyone that try to judge us
The last days, makin sure I get the last say
In the food chain, is you predator or prey?
If you
into a pole
Like a right to vote
I'm from the bottom of the jungle
Living in the bottom of the food chain
When you get a new chain
Nigga take it from you
I ain't get it off food stamps and trap money
Even though I come from food stamps and trap money
cnd even though we only live once and fast money my
in the food in the Bob Marley hold out
Balls to the wall on a date with a student
Go hard, go hard, live hard, die hard
Rape one, cap one, fake
find you food and shelter
Show you fire to keep you warm
Through the endless winter storm
You can live in grace and comfort
In the world that you
find you food and shelter
Show you fire to keep you warm
Through the endless winter storm
You can live in grace and comfort
In the world that you
searching for food
People searching for clues, from ghouls searching for fuel
Don't be fooled by their tactics, you're actually getting screwed
The masses are
things new things
Just to make sure do change who's lane
Is this it's mine like loose change you claiming
This I'm off you mood swings food chains aye
personal best
So feel the after birth defects burst through your chest
And live happily ever after how worse can it get?
Déterminé, attention où tu mets ton
Hello, hello
Today we'll be doing a reading of
The Gift of the Magi, which was published by O. Henry
In the December of 1905
The Gift of the Magi
ain't no other way
By the way I got the game under lock
By the way I got racks off the lot
Gunnin for my food come get it while it hot
Got my fingers
I put food on my momma's table
Follow the trail
Could've been in jail
The way that I live
Could have been fatal
Must have had an angel
It's
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