Lyrics:
Sovay Sovay all on a day
She dressed herself in man's array
With a brace of pistols all by her side
To meet her true love, to meet her true love,
what your life is like mines is real
Dogtown that's where I'm from no bitching We never run
In my hood you you live by the sword but you die by the gun
And burn my stuff
No one knows what I have done
Pain and hate
Like a river of
Magma falling
Dead by dead
Shaping great
Walls of flesh
My decay
My silence
My
I no some niggaz want me dead
But I'm a killer by myself
Want play no games
I up this fire
This a bitch a burn you
While she twerking
Stack it up
And the fans never fanned out
The plans never planned out
Your man is not your man's now
He looking at himself like he's the man now
You standing by
a place
Vaguely foreign to mine
My job is to find
All the pieces left behind
Alive with the dead
a ghost from the future
Revived by super humans
Color my
tell the truth, but they ain't listen
Now he got some money on his head, niggas end up dead
It be the loudest in the room, that's gon always tell
glisten, chain drippin', lane shiftin'
Riding dirty dirty, got that thang, know I stay grippin'
Facin' life with it or without it bitch it's same
We'll wander off through the dead of night
Past wastelands of shattered souls
Warm by my firelight
I peer into the darkness alone
As the Indian
Aw yeah, word up, word to mother. Here comes G. Rap with another one y'all.
We going to swing it like this
I'm right in front of my front steps
up get plucked like ashes
Drive by's drive by night and day
The homie grill in the drive by night and day
For what the fuck we believe in nigga, we
the crack scene with seventeen in my magazine
Illegitimate Ritalin look its baby Ben
Life hanging by the thread of his foreskin
The morphine got me numb now
I'll the illest nigga doing this, dead or alive
Gloria Gaynor on you motherfuckers, I Will Survive
You can try to come at me, but do you want the kick
We don't do this for the money
We don't do this for the fame
Brought these dead men to life
So we lifting up His name
Took straight from the bottom
Make you no cross borders
No be by power brother use Medulla
If you think say you stubborn Dead body na suya
We fit share this kpoli
But I know my
feelings
They keep on failing is okay
God will come and save the day
Because this life no one deserves it
You asked me how I do again
I just told you I'm
to find the way by myself
My whole life is just a joke stuck on a wall
You might see that nothing will prevent my own fall
I'd be better off dead
your voice, man?
I'm not dead, I am the life!
Believe in me you're not the bird
But you can fly!
Oh, I'm getting mad
Her tears of accusing me for
to the murder of Dr david Gunn
Who was killed in Florida
By pro-life activists
While I was living there that was
The ultimate hypocrisy I
Witnessed growing up:
the bomb)
We gonna drop the bomb (Drop the bomb)
We gonna drop the bomb (Drop the bomb)
We come to drop the bomb (Drop the bomb)
We gonna drop the bomb
to red. from the urn of the dead
Consumed by purple mind state, like Nasir said
Call the next man up, like the Patriots did
Its funny them same pats, got us
tomorrow
So for them I try
Till then I ride
So here I come
Ride by myself, I die by myself
Before weed was legal in the IL, still had that top shelf
TML,
Does Ira Glass still do this American life
She listens to NPR
We were both listening to it when an interview with The Temptations was playing, that
(Talking)
Young wild niggaz livin street life on the edge
not knowin if tomorrow they could turn up dead.
Yo fuck regular cops niggaz get scoped by
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