Lyrics:
trades
Life is a wisp, in time it'll fade
I pray mighty forces will come to my aide
I made a decision to stick to the vision I listen to elders I had
you accept the charges, if not hang up
To my cousin Darren Ranch, stay up homie
To my brother Chris Butler, stay up homie
If you locked in the box,
on Little Bo-Peep but made them all
We didn't sleep, surrounded by the elite
I'm from the sewer deep
Not if you from my suites
If you the can't compete
And I
my friend Jimmy woke up mid-air
No time to smile, no time to wave
They buried him in a media grave
We all love tragedy, it loves us too
It's
Now for a long, long time
I stand in the top in a long, long line
I stand in the war in the front, front lines
See how the time is gone, gone by
Now
'cause I am right this time
'Cause although for a week I am not in your sight
You should not be saying awful things like
Oh stop delaying
It's my way
of the week
And working hard to make two ends meet
So erase all the negative thoughts from your mind
Don't judge me by the past 'cause I am right this time
Once upon a time I didn’t know I was winnin’ (Huh?)
I-I- I’m Lil Eddy whole city knows my name, by the hoes that I’m hittin’ aye (Huh?)
Sipping codeine
robe
She lived a life of peaceful joy Under her hood, in bright worm days
She left her home to stroll (in) the Elder Wood
Deep on the path, words
If I'm not workin' or puttin' work in
I'm either wheelin' and dealin'
Or probably jerkin my (censored)
Yep listenin' to nothin', takin' no
on the flow fo months but it's time to go
Green lighting to kill comp have they heart stop wooh
Shootin my shot to cross ova to higher floors
By delivering
It's the boy Lil' Jon (Yeah!)
Got my partner Yelawolf with' me (What's up Yela?)
You know it's time to crank the club up
Let's go! Yelawolf
You
there for you all my sorrows are over ewo!!
the bible says in the book of Zechariah chpt. 4:6
It is not by power nor by mighty says but by my spirit
our scope, artistically.
Jimmy: Yeah, we're artists!
Junior: Word up!
*camera shutter clicks*
Larry: There's a time to be silly, and a time to be
really you?
Don't know where to go when the air's to cold
Don't look at my eyes and say it's my fault
I don't want I life that I can't control
Every time
five times
You're a Fucker that won't come by
You're a nobody
You can't even come and say hi
You're a Woman that I demise
Get this Woman out of my sight
I could roll my rhymes but I would be faking
Jimmy, Jimmy Pop is not Jamaican
J I double M why Pop go
I run the show like Don Pardo
With a Bugaloo
to disagree
Six songbooks written
By the time I was fifteen
Born in the middle class
Success never guaranteed
I used to wonder why
The older folks never made it
as his elder brother.
Huh?
Did I not try to dissuade you from travelling?
Destiny decreed it this way.
Now I'm a mere beggar without a penny to my name...
somebody die like
Human sacrifice right all my life denied I
Love and care deprived I do not give a fuck about advice
You weren't with me through the storm
else)
Fuck arguing and harvesting the feelings, yo, I'd rather be by my fucking self
(Self, self, self, self)
'Til about two AM And I call back and I
the county seat
'Til I'm in some Bounty sheets
Need to Respect your elders
Its Robert Downey Senior Week
Zenith peak, scenic Greek, architecture in my suite
a fool?
Who's gonna tell a fool that he ain't cool?
Now thems were hard times
Back in the eighties, boy
People barely had enough to get by
But oh not me,
craving ZaZa
Call me papi not her dada
Turning pennies into quarters
Step by step improve my net
Cut off friends I'm closing borders
Lost my bitch I cannot
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