Lyrics:
the breesh
Now I got the bag on me yea I got my breesh up
Yea I got the bag on me I’m kickin my feet up
Yea I got the bag homie you want it then speak up
Cause
to know if you run the streets
Come in peace or leave in pieces
Even Jesus was killed by the polices
They crucified him now they inject us with juice
my soul I can feel it in my veins
I've lived my life in the hood I done felt the pain
Where I am from, growing up ain't easy its hard to survive
You
soul I can feel it in my veins
I've lived my life in the hood I done felt the pain
Where I am from, growing up ain't easy its hard to survive
You can be
I am
I regret alot of things
I don't know where should I start
My mind's degraded by mood swings
Played with blades said its an art
I broke my girl's
A piece of time
Knowing that love might get you
When it's lookin for shine
So many young niggas lost
They vision is blind
Now I'm sick as fuck got pain
leave me
Lord in each other we abide
Your angels are for me
My sin far behind me
Now all proclaim the love of Christ
In among the shadows
You walk by my
Now as the Spirit did challenge me
I challenge you to do the same
Some of y'all are in relationships where there is nothing more to gain
Some of y'all
ask why all my flash drives are by Hak5
You'll get baptized with rubber duckies but not the type you have when it's bath time
If you pick one up when I
do anything you hire me to."
Spoken:
"Now ain't you somethin'! So high and mighty with all that muscle! Just go
Ahead, boy. Pick up that hammer,
thing, the pre-party, the pre-sex
Now we hit the Major League where the G's at (yeah)
I like you, girl, in particula
You in particula
Said I like
the one to hold you
Now I'm just a loner but that's cool
Now I'm getting colder maybe too cool
When it comes to love it's ruthless there are no rules
I
weapon by your side
It's our war in the end, we'll surely lose but that's alright
So have you figured it out now, so have you figured it out?
And in
You ain't fooled
By these hoes
That's why you
My queen tho
Next time show
The finger
Next to where the
Wedding ring go
What we got
Seems like
c
you can take someone's child in Tennessee
Like she did to me
Now lemme tell ya bout the judge who tried the fuckin' case
He's six feet underground.
are my highs and lows)
You've been deprivin' 'em of the real, been on a vacation
(No matter where we go)
If you ask me, all around the world, I think
've got to get it underway
Word up it's the code word
No matter where you say it you know that you'll be heard
Now all you sucker DJ's who think you
everything is easier
When you're home
The street's a little kinder when you're home
Can't you see
That the day seems clearer
Now that you are here
You know where to find me
Tint out my windows so I get the jump
If you think they gone catch me I know that you lyin
I lost some homies I rode with
phase me
Write me in your Death Note phrase me
Layzii dies of arson cause' these bars are fucking crazy
You can tell me all you want that I ain't good
I drank to the devil with servants
It's good with a friend where you go
No one would share my last chalice
So I drink to the ones that I know
Tung say the only way you can bring a revolution and keep it?
Where you— onliest way I think you can keep it is by being at peace and being honorable.
kill.
This is warrior culture.
Are you proud now?
Aye
Playing with some toys in a convoy
Plenty sights to see in the land of the free
Bruce the Goldfish
Abstract
I'd list off more members of Brockhampton
But I could not tell you a single o
And Frank Ocean? That is a skank hoe, son
Brian, Mat, and Tom are ass
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