Lyrics:
Drastic son, master guns that'll run up in plastic ones
And then go, crash in the slums
One tight army, few good men that'll rep
Invade you strongly,
could hear that singin' way out in the street, sure was a beautiful sound
So I just walked up the steps an' opened the door an' started to go inside an'
admission fee
But I was sure, house belong to me
They told us to go in stereo
Machine guns 'gainst spear and bow
Egged on by TV cameraman
Someone
admission fee
But I was sure, house belong to me
They told us to go in stereo
Machine guns 'gainst spear and bow
Egged on by TV cameraman
Someone
ass, ho
Peter-rolled by Koopsta, Crunchy, Juice, Paul, Boo and Scarecrow
Ho, it's a whole lotta demons in my world today
Which means you run into
you like (?) you really are my (?)
Believe in me, you get nothing to lose
You get the feeling that make you go higher
We should really try to live by
O God
You've been by my side all along
Those I put in front, they're all gone
All the wrong I've done, covered by your love, by your love
O God
sheet and bars
Drag rappers by they wife beater
Drama King told me "Drag
Go stupid" so Imma go stupid
Made this fitted cap a drop top
Almost mini couped
to San Pedro
And yet, everywhere I go, it seems there you are
And there I am
I don't want to sell my stories anymore, stop pushing me
Some stories
a place and
I saw a real strange, weird object
Standin' up talkin' to the people
And I found out it was heroin
That deadly drug that go in your veins
Peace, what's poppin'?
Uh, we up there with the ethers uh, yeah
Music is my medicine, I smoke calmly
I go numb but never below zombie
Stay
Ooh
Yeah
Yeah
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Catch a nigga by his toes
If he hollas let him go
Tryna sell out my all my shows
They be knocking at the door
coming toward me
I was scared
Didn't know where to go
Fuck that shit!
I don't give a fuck!
The cops drive by
Actin all tough
Looked eye to eye
His name was
All I ever asked you to do was go get a job
You won't even go get a job
But you wanna find yourself in the street hustling
Thinking that shit gonna
letting me know
That I've still got miles to go
That I'm not really on Mount Everest
You are so gosh darn irreverent
Damn dude you probably gotta google
First day out
In the land what that’s about
Got them talking out they mouth
Tony Jay up in the house
飛ぶよ, where we go, I’mma speak in 日本語
飛ぶよ, where
Uh huh
Mirage and truth
Can't wait to go to Heaven man
Yeah
As I look all around and I gaze at creation
The beauty in society, the pure infatuation
(I have called you by name)
(Guitar rattle)
When I think about driving with you on the backroads
On a nice purdy day
When I think bout driving
threats
I have yet to met challenger who go against my set
Gem Stars razor sharp like Gillette
Shavin' closely on any character approach me
I let
I was raised by a maid who came from Martinique
She wore geckos round her neck and bracelets on her feet
A superstitious woman from the land
go down, they're back in town okay
Behind the stacks, you glimpse an Axe
The tension mounts you score an ounce ole!
Temperatures rise as you see
for you
To look for you wherever you go
On and on we go as the world turns the world burns
Come from Mount Zion and stay out of the whirlwind
Move
plan"
(Him say) "Your Honour when me did a drive go check somebody
When me reach a Barbican, me get pull over by a squaddy
As him see the entertainer,
Fuck it, let her go
Prázdnej sakl na stole a bankovka od krve
Prolita krev nevinná, bohužel ne poprvé
Tep leze up, up, mount everest
Necejtím, duše
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