Lyrics:
gotta do it now
or find a better way, so how that sound (both lines repeat 4X)
Verse Two: A.G.
Chapter two, of every black man's diary
Drugs
hurt
Nigga set for life nigga puttin' in work
(Chorus) 2x
All kinds of cars
Neighborhood superstar
Feared by many and loved by broads
Verse 2: Baby
dropped mine, ya'll already know
Boy you selling dope, get your shit you got to go
[Chorus repeat- X2]
I'm on the motherfucking grind
You think this easy,
Live to die by the evil oath
Scapegoats of the blind and weak
Recreate
Reform our way of life
Dominate
Our way of death
Signs are written in
my religion why don't you guess it
Chorus (4x)
This song was inspired by all you so-called saved motherfuckers out there
The ones that's backsliding
Tasteless iconography
A half-life in the line
Industry, by design
Plastic thoughts in my mind
Thus begins my demise
[Repeat: x2]
This year's model
what you make
I'm in love again
There's nothing to loose
oh! please don't you fade
'cause I got back my faith (x2)
oh! yeah (x4)
blind
(Who) will get you curled out this world
(Who) like girls, girls that kiss girls
(Who)
[Chorus 2x]
I ain't havin that - 4X
Shit yo game be asses I got two passes to the Baja
Ah ha then turn into night we fuck
Yo cars superthug privelage
I
Everything (Written By Mark Duffus aka Blak Prophetz)
Chorus x 2
You, you're everything I need, Everything I want, Everything to me, boy you're
ass niggas man
Bring they hat to they motherfucking ass man
Let these hoes know how we do it down here
[Chorus: x2]
(Down here) ha we like to roll
Hook)X2
You’ve been sleeping through a life
Where god doesn’t exist and hell on earth is exactly where we live what you know about where we living
near you I wouldn't be far from you
I've got a feeling you know what you did
AC/DC Bag
AC/DC Bag
AC/DC Bag
DC Bag (2x)
Time to put your money
(ah)
Family's nice, no one's died, yeah, it's all great (nice)
I know you want more, here's chapter four, how did I get by? (ah, how?)
Three months
his brain was infected by devils (3X)
[Verse Two: Cage]
I survived abortion; got mushed in that canister shaped coffin
til stolen ("that bitch") from
on my feet no matter what
Juve got four and B.G. got ten, while my thirty-two golds nigga we all in
Turk got the red beam team, double are Rolls
the road as the pavement bleeding
Taught by the news to hate your feelins
When it don’t align with the shit there tellin
Iv been looking for the truth like
Killing us one by one
In one way or another
America will find a way to eliminate the problem
One by one
The problem is, the troublesome black
I just wanna be [Repeat: x 4]
I lost all faith in what I know
The future doesn't need me
So I kick a boagen a wo and head it till it don't
II
Black moon had illuminated past lifes in the memory
We are strangers in eternal timelessness
III
After Stripping off the bandage from the blind
The Misfit, maverick, here's the light one ...
Two, three then you will see the
Subliminal message
When pros flow
By a morse code tactic
My advice, obstain from
that can bat in that south
300 dollar studio to make these hits
Yeah we workin wit a mil or better
Chorus: repeat 4x
Verse 2: Beelow
I'm workin wit
Listen to the blind follower and then get a fucking sin (4x)
Bow down to being number one
The portal opened to tear apart your body and skin (2x)
Buy
only plays by the tens on the 1 and 2
Hook (x4)
We can do it too
Funkanella, funkanella
[Killer Mike]
A knot to remove your crew of those
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