Lyrics:
words before they
Crop me out the picture
That a selfie, self less, I'm self raising
I had no P, outta breath, I kept chasing
Couldn't go sleep, no rest
is dripping from his lip, he collapsing, he od don't r.i.p. please gp you my og don't dy our main guy real loyal guy he'll be missed bruh.
I went
love the most
Life is cold, but it's still it's so wonderful
You get hurt the worst from the ones you love the most
Said it's a cold world, yet
I'm in a pool of my blood, don't let me drown
I'm not ready Lord, please, put me back down
Instead of sounds of happiness, I'm hearing fear
awake bitch
It is half done
I have to stitch it back up
Lost four pints of damn blood
This is bad stuff
The world's spinnin
Whirlwind it is
Swirlin'
I'm stupid, I show you my intelligence
Conquer the world with disobedience
Boy I told you stay away but you was negligent
Yeah I told you stay away but
chopper get to dumping
Now he's got them blood gushing from his brain
Now he dead, you can't even run from it
I'm popping pills to ease the pain away
-P. Barrett-M. Bennett-
When Israel was in Egypt's land
Suffering, suffering, suffering
Oppressed so hard they could not stand
The more things
I'm still here, but at one point I didn't have a friend in the world
Because I burned so many bridges, it's good thing that I come from Pittsburgh
I
the power people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Loyalty has been tested over the time
Times testin me, i pass 88 on the highway
Slide away by
Eyes?
Here peaks the rebel
More defiant day by day in troubling times
Where night by night... those sirens queued to make for lullabies
In spite
I'm glad I gave you a hug
I'm glad a gave you a hug
We ain't even family that's my motherfucking blood
No funerals I mean enough is enough
All love
at war and under attack
We got P.O.W.s fightin' to get back in jail
And these affected by the poverty war
We pack gats frontline and will endure
I go
shaking with noise call that a panto
Exquisite sent to visit Lucy by a sambo
F-L-A no G-A no P-A fight like the V-A
Smoked out just C-A the tint dark
it good
But we been at war and under attack
We got P.O.W.s fightin' to get back in jail
And these affected by the poverty war
We pack gats
Babylon by bus, no tagalongs
It's a marathon, tryna run it up
Lake Michigan, a frozen pond
Black Swan with the bubble butt
Opera glasses clutched
that's what I say
They're just jealous they can't see
What in the world is the S.P.G?
Dump on the Irish for 800 years
Can't they see they're not wanted
Believe it you gonna lie
Believe it you gonna ride
By the words that we speak
You gonna live or die
Like it's time for the real ones to step it up
Like
thru world war settled yours
scores bled for land blood in the sand give me hand change in demand plus I keep some change on my
pocket ain’t no running
a rite of passage, I'm not trying to be corny
I got love for Sportn' Life, Alpha P, Massline, and Onry
Every time somebody steps out on the road
They
this shit if you saw me
I'm ready to die you don't know me
How could I abide by the low-keys
I live with the P fuck the morphine
They tryna' steal away
Keep my name out your mouth
Before you choke
Let the time go by
Let us make money, and laugh
While you stay broke
This ain't no joke
Gotta keep cutting
pimp and watch him limp away
I fiend luchi till I'm fucked up old and gray
Hey, dog, I send you to the morgue
I'm from the Vernon ville blood spills
the night away don't need no company
Swear I could jump like Jumpman, or Buzz up to the moon
I'm cool like autumn weather so as long as I'm with you
These
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