Lyrics:
Uh
Ant Cross, A Smith, Loyal
Uh
Like a river flow
Time to, go
Time to, show
Time to
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Smith blow
Look
I don't need to play
Ain't no need
on the grind, yeah (Alchemist this beat is stupid dope fresh)
If I can't get no love then I can touch you
(Shit is fly, throw back ya heard me)
[Chorus]
I'd
fighting in between
Ain't love the worse, or live the best, I'm living somewhere in between
I got opportunities most of my friends will never see
But I done
the bitch up put the gangsta twist on
Her sunny southern cal it never snows
Niggas yelling ha's and ho's we dumping out of 64's
When it comes to the gun
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
music in the chamber
I'm God's gift, heard I was born in a manger
Danger! Cosmetic face rearrange you
Leave you slumped on the chessboard, found by
(Lloyd Banks)
By the way, man, it still feels like I've been dreamin'
Forty cal under my pillow, condom full of my semen
The physical presence
by my belt 'cause I'm addicted to the glow
Don't ask me 'bout my hobbies I don't think you wanna know
8cal keep his denim low and Laundry does the same
ask Trick they love a thug
Bam bam, jam jam, and a handstand, ha ha so tan in the tan stand
Ra-ra, na-na, ha-ha, la-la, mama I keep that blam blam
ask Trick they love a thug
Bam bam, jam jam, and a handstand, ha ha so tan in the tan stand
Ra-ra, na-na, ha-ha, la-la, mama I keep that blam blam
electronic beeps
Two-way pagers, Palm 7's, M-11's
Illegal weapons, mesmerized by the dope game
Smith & Wesson's, never went back for seconds
Sprung..
stabbed in the heart by her knife
Cutting so deep left me feeling like I died
Moving in the benz
Shawtys on the meds
Loosing all her friends
Like all
Ayy, uh
Wait, wait, uh
Wait, wait, wait, wait
Hol' on, hol' on
(Great John on the beat by the way)
Tip toe, hol' on (tip toe)
Hol' on, hol' on,
I'm out of my time
You were telling friends that you want me to just die
I was in pain for the rest of my life
Girl I felt dead for a year every night
crimes
For the rest of time
Spitting some rhymes
I came quick and cannot die
(I'm tripping balls...)
T.T.L
Friends forever
My Time has come, this is
An overaged boy of 39 has left the wing today
The first time in his life he's made that step
Be numbed by the society and plagued by insecurity
fly guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois
Got A couple niggas in they 20s Riding round with 30 round clips on they 40 cals
Shit get coo coo
What would you do
If you was in my projects
Like
I should go ahead and just let him die
Guess you fished your wish, ha
But who knew that a true rival's hard to come by
And I know it's not Cal that
basement (ha ha)
Feminist women love Eminem
"Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbin' his you-know-what
I got bitches in my coupe (huh)
Me and Breezy, fifty hoes, by the group (by the group)
That's yo' bitch, she told a lie, ain't told the truth, ooh
friend,
Sits with best friend, who by now has slept with Blue
Now the ex girlfriend don't want to pretend that she ain't slept with that boy Blue
'Cause
Dear Mr. President
The world has gone astray
Brothers are dying
They won't live to see today
Was it all worth it
You had to lie to get your way
flows
She's one of those a little psycho Ha ha ha
Like mrs smith and Brad Pitt
I love this b**** it go down down Down
Rumors says hills it has eyes
So
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