Lyrics:
if the end is near as
Soon as you spot strobe lights
Some are living double lives
Nah, you won't shoot a cop
But you done took a couple lives
They get
Some like that weed or that dope and some shoot it up in they veins (oh)
From the home of the 'caine, jackin' and crackin' brains
Broadcastin' live
Some like that weed or that dope and some shoot it up in they veins (oh)
From the home of the 'caine, jackin' and crackin' brains
Broadcastin' live
rock
Duck off lights off on the side block
Headshots for you if you want my spot
Turn the hour glass sideways time stop
Like the prince of persia we
the creek without a paddle
Play with my bread, I get rattled
Weed by the kilo, no grams
Kick her out the spot like dam
They only hot when they post
by a long shot
We don't fire warning shots, niggas fire on swat
And if they get me, Brooklyn gonna riot on spot
I'm from the hood, so I'm supplying
And hide, but he got knocked by the homicide
And this happens everyday around my way
So I pray that I can live another day
Wassup, Wu Tang Clan in here
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
want to go and take a ride with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money)
If you wanna go
crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst
want to go and take a ride with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money)
If you wanna go
world, got you by my side
One love to my one and only always down to vibe
In the spot, light, all I see is you
Even when my eyes closed all I see is blue
flock
I don’t take no orders from you
Bitch what?
Fuck off my cock
This is my shot
Loaded and Locked
Kurupt and Weezy in the spot
Just a reference from
The best spots by far to go park your car
And crawl back in the backseat
There ain't much to do, there ain't much to see
But they like just how it is
a cruel way
All lives matter
Mind full of matter, guns cause blood splatter
Suicide caused by chatter
There is many ways one can lose their life
Don't be
Task force just hit the block
Time to make a move, the spot got hot
You chase a cop, homeboy why not?
She lit the match and light the crack
Ain't
mall
All Money In the squad, boy I'm not involved
Can't pay the cost to floss? I can spot your flaws
SLs with the toppin' off
Dress well when it's
n****s binge watching,
Winning by 10 notches,
The biggest grins when cameras pop,
and the apatures spot us,
Humble with the flex,
But the know when you got
too hot
Not too cold
Just perfect to warm your soul
Not too far
Not too close
Just enough to see your light shine
My time to shine is defined
By
And eh, and I see you passing by my way, again
And I'm wondering if we can be good friends
And I see you passing by my way again, yeah
And I'm
So now it's over let the spot light fade
I hear the music slowly fade away
And now i find it hard to say good bye
So I'll just say good night my
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
for miles
Stuck in a stasis, take each statement
Stride for stride, line by line, time n time again
Do I find my life inside the the right to live
I
it
It's prolly safest to just live it off a playlist
And tell us how it provided inspiration
I'm inspired by knowing that pots really work
_(cropped).jpg/208px-Miley_Cyrus_Primavera19_-226_(48986293772)_(cropped).jpg "Miley Cyrus")
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