Lyrics:
2003 When I came out the wound
My mama gave birth to lil slime
She never knew that her son was stepping on niggas
He was toting that iron
Now im
were both sung the same lullabies of hate
Her, First Son, the first one
Whose, womb-world was profaned
Came of age playing street games
With
were both sung the same lullabies of hate
Her, First Son, the first one
Whose, womb-world was profaned
Came of age playing street games
With
Of history for all of my countrymen
But I cannot tell you exactly when
'Cause this is how we roll a dictator's son
This is how we roll, a dictator's son
Of history for all of my countrymen
But I cannot tell you exactly when
'Cause this is how we roll a dictator's son
This is how we roll, a dictator's son
the sickest son of a
Bitches that you will find
Darker than the vision of blind's
One hack can make the skull divide
Like a faulty math tutor getting paid by
Small amount of friends, supplemented by the quality
Hang with the real, I detect all the wanna-be's
After or before I blow marijuana trees
With a sip
a reason?
I walk on eggshells
I'm barely hanging by a thread
I gave you my best, but it's not a hundred percent
And all I'm asking for is a little patience
got no beef, but I’ll still take a beat a bury it
My success is on the low and I do it by myself
No help for me son, I got a weapon in my belt
Pull
(June, you're a genius)
I said, I respect it, no problem
I got all these blessings just to give it to others anyway
Know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah
My
The Ruff Ryders! (What?) The Ruff Ryders
The Ruff Ryders! (What?) The Ruff Ryders
Fuck you and your son, y'all low wit the scum
Show me the money, I
blessed the kid many talents, he was chosen
That's why you see I'm livin' in the moment
Every second, gotta own it
'Cause you never know when could be
Its okay , I'm so used to it by now
They say trust in you
But how can I
When I'm doubting you ?
When all odds are against me?
God are you listening?
God
They don't even know I'm finna have
This shit up in a headlock
This shit all off the
Muscle, this shit ain't, you hear me?
No help, this shit all off
they gave you what you wanted
They created the guy that you wanted to be
Had you wanted something different they'd be different too
It's all about
and gave me light
I was blind but not by sight
living wrong he taught me right
They want to get high but on the stage I swear im high on life
Cutting around
doing this for my loved ones
And everybody showing love son
We do it for the love of the hustle
Its for the love of the game
Whether you hate us or love
Every time I hit I put it up my son gone know I'm rich
I go pay the plug all by myself it ain't no throwing in
I don't want no bitch that want no
've had enough of reading things,
By neurotic, psychotic, pig headed politicians,
All I want is the truth,
Just give us the truth,
No short haired,
his face
And you can try to get off on me, but I promise you gon' die
And if you disrespect my niggas, know I'm slidin' by the God
We smokin' off,
I guess its just part of the game when you become a mom
Man that lady saw me cry about a thousand times
I ain't even gone lie man I can't lie to y'all
the treasure of the mountains
And the dearest one of all
Papa's gone and mama too
This life has been quite cruel to you
But spirit took you from the start
It
shapes
Now it's smoking like the dope fiend's
I'll cut your body by the feet
And chop it up like it's something to eat
Sins I commit would haunt you for
Lately I've been alone
Its been on my mind
I look at the clock and watch my time pass by
I know its all gone
I said
Where did the time all go
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