Lyrics:
can't even tell north and south, yeah
Try to find a lighthouse, ooh
Losin' sight of why I started
I hear you outside, outside
Sorry I couldn't say
you from?)
94th and 1st down on the south side
See I was there back when the [?] was great
Before these stupid motherfuckers gave me something
legacy
Not afraid of refugees
But don't want a mosque built on your street
Offended by the claim of bigotry
More than the racism in your face
Your
'way my young G
I don't give a fuck if Metro trust me
I can't believe this shit
They compare me to wack MCs, neeky pricks
I'm from that south side
a shoulder to lean on
I am the nigga they pree on
Niggas be dissing but I never respond (yeah)
Ain't nobody finna south the vision
Dream of a mill in
South side nigga man I'm known in every postcode
How I get my girls mixed up? I don't know bro
Calling bitches by their own name like a mobo
Melanin
have to try
And the sky is so open and the wind is heading south
I'm just gonna I'm just gonna close my eyes
And put my hand on my mouth
One time
I Medusa my earrings, I put Versace in my ear ('Sace)
When I upgrade my levels I'm moving to the upper-tier
I'm surrounded by waves that turn my
equality? Nothing's equal about life
Go get it go grind, winning takes time and vision
Not blinded by people's sights 'cause you only know what you've been
Taking out the target, ain't no collateral damages
I think by now if you don't like me then you never will
Sleeping through this fire like it's Benadryl
North and south and east and west
They come to put our metal to the test
Ever steadfast to the cause
Cannot hold us back behind your doors
All for
sweetheart
Things have gone a little South
My girl, need your help
Could you bail me out (bail me out)
Life sucks for everybody
(No need to cry no no
I was leaving New York City to meet my baby, heading south, down to the Florida state line
Trying to reach the border on a second wind in 21 hours,
to nie byłoby bestii, wierz mi
Dobrzy ludzie na twej drodze to majstersztyk
Przenieśmy się raz jeszcze w to miejsce
South Side, głos, hip hop uwalnia
ting from South with the mouth, she ain't getting more than Morleys
I'ma buss in her mouth by all means
Whip it, set it, flick it, chef it
Cop it,
did I wanna be a gangster?
When will I get rid of this pain?
Feels like I'm in handcuffs
I wanna fly to the south of France
I wanna learn how
Verse 1
South Dakota, rock N' roller
I was born singing songs
About a place I called home
California, long lost lover
I would die by your side
But I
dream sleeps with the fishes
Thought it had wings, you thought you could fly
But nobody flies on the south side
You're just born here and then you die
spots, South by
Kind of love is that? Nada, proper
I break um off like Biggie in the Acura
Styling, riding throught the street profiling yo
Yesterday,
There's Hollywood and the city by the bay
And the whole damn south down Louisiana way, way, way
That's the way, that's the way hey, hey in the USA
how I do
Get sex by the minute who know how I move
Don't think man are nerds
I ain't no fucking chicken, but I got my dick in your bird
Hotties
a gangsta
These boys got you fooled, no they ain't gangstas
Better listen to me man, that's his marketing plan
For nearly three summers, I was known by
a future so I'm singing for my grandma
You singing too, but your grandma ain't my grandma
Mine's is hand made, pan fried, sun dried
South side, and beat
I was born in the USA
Born on the south side of Chicago town
And on warm summer nights we would all gather 'round
Away from Irish parents eyes
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