Lyrics:
my eyes
When I finally realized that the devil tells nothing but lies
I looked up at the sky with tears in my eyes
He stood by my side he never gave up
dreams of king Stephen killer mike
Mad stalking midnight
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Westside riders keep it (gangsta)
Southside hustlers keep it (gangsta)
(Aye)
(It's your boy Angel V)
(You already know who it is man)
(For you cheating ass bitches)
Look it girl there's nothing pure that's inside you
Can't play it by the book, I'm swerving in my own lane
Think I've found my calling, signal stronger than some dope fiends
Bottled up my coke dreams,
victims on the weekends
Seeking a better path, expose a better half of me
Blast for me, the task after me
For a few years sheddin' tattooed tears
Like
on floors they ain't want nothing from me
My future's so bright but my past so ugly
And I just try to correct it all but it all still haunts me
Tried
victims on the weekends
Seeking a better path, expose a better half of me
Blast for me, the task after me
For a few years sheddin' tattooed tears
Like
with my jucks
Throw the streets get nothing with my homie
Chucks on my feet like nigga how want me?
On it, go it, rollie, ridin'
Gang back, actor,
Advice-giving by killers who obtain
Bullets and dice, gamble with it
Put dentures on your name price on your head
Sell it for cheap, like an eBay domain
Blucker,
of dope
Cause back in the gang you can get it by the boat
It's 1993 new bounds are being broken
If you ain't bangin' then you gots to be smokin'
Cause I
load of dope
Cause back in the gang you can get it by the boat
It's 1993 new bounds are being broken
If you ain't bangin' then you gots to be smokin'
with chunks
Siggedy south iggedy acres ain't
No motherfuckin' punks
And drive-by shootin' ain't
The motherfuckin' shit
Cause niggas plot hit's
After
honey wine, sozzled down to our socks!
It was drink after drink, whose idea was shots?
Ouzo and vodka, we went through the lot
And I regret nothing
No, I
psychoes, killers
Saw Divine, Goon and Chungo, Lil' Turkey
R.I.P. Tyrone, 'member no cursing front of Ms. Vercey
Big Percy, Crazy Paul, the Sledge Sisters
My
by Club Enzo
And Zone 6, Morning Avenue, Memorial Drive, you know for sure
Shawnna fine and Trina tight, I kill them girls like Killer Mike
Killer
Kid
Cudi has returned the vibes is back
I know it's gonna be a lot
Of conversations after tonight khaled
I love you i know you got
Killers in Miami,
dues,you won't get nothing in return though
You gon watch life pass by and call me jerk 'cuz of my chainz though
But you won't get, none of that though, nah
Trying to boost my career put out nothing but hits
Niggas know how I come with this rapping shit
I'm the hardest out running, haters in my way
But
Chevrolet
Cops pulled them over
Time to pay—the hard way
The killers stood trial
Spent 5 years on death row
In 7 by 10 feet cells
Where the time goes by real
failing at the scene
Killers walking, record's clean
The Glock hanging out the jeans
I planned on leaving here today
I'm going home by any means
Me? Don't
him to reconsider
I got that green thumb I do not litter
Keep the earth shiny like I spilled the glitter
Won’t pull nothing out like I am no killer
I am
happening on properties by these folks that don't look like me
But when I see they do they telling us no Tupac'ish and then I go right
In thruw the front door
a drug dealer
One month in a nigga tried
Me now I'm a killer
Nigga tried a nigga manhood
So I load a pillow case
Up with some canned goods
Couple locks,
the same
I'm back to the past to save
My future, days go by, days go by
And I have more questions than answers
Nothing to care about
I am baying at the moon
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