Lyrics:
explode
Big, bad, and bold B-boys of old
Many styles we hold, let the story be told
Whether platinum or gold, we use breath control
So let the beat
the pain might drive him mad
In recalling the stories of old
I know the years weren't kind to my Dad as a child
Lost his sister and two brothers, young
a little noise then they gone
Thats why I tell my sister I love her
Plus my mom and my brother
Live for today I know im not promised another (another)
them all despise
One another one another
But when they all find out later
And they call us by our rightful names
And send us shamefully to old age
Heaven's sake, you pray God open the gate
In this modern day Sodom, that's their only escape
10 year olds are cold, no, they don't hesitate
2 up a G pack, he
am gonna fuck him
Don't think I am fool
My age is 18 but I am feeling like 81
I don't write lyrics I am telling story
Every night I keep grinding
then I ricochet
Fast past a brother's ass, oh damn, what that nigga say
"Aww fuck it", next target's Margaret's face
And I struck it
Now it's a flood
forget 'bout coal & pistols we'd have way better officials
Fuck a Koch brother there's no hope brother
Same sad story just a new issue
12 years old I lost
gin - gin gingerbread
Golden syrup fill that Old Bailey
Thought you was, faithful now (Ha-ha)
Thought you was, faithful now (Ha-ha)
5 Block the (Way)
with Old Dirty
I played Regulate back when Pac played Birdie
Hi there, Beautiful Idea, repeat it
To get by Mary and Meth was all I needed
Uh, I guess I
I was 16 when I started off in the Lionz Den
I was rhyming against a nigga twice my
Age but I was fire then
Before you, Yung I I I
Cortez even Rich
I'll keep, holding on
I'll keep, holding on!
Young black male, twenty-five years of age
Many-a-lives didn't survive to this stage
'Cause
was alone
By the time I was ten I saw my first body then I went to learn what was a chrome
Eleven years old I was gettin' 'em beats
Bruises was under my
me
Usually, I would get mad, that's the old me
Nah that's the old me
Yea started making music by the age of 10
I had the motivation but it came
Child of the corn am I gonna blow gonna blow
Coldest brother breathing will I make it snow
I was raised off that cotton and I got to know, got to know
praise Him
Vegas I be mandalay'in
Bad bitch condom tastin, 4
5 compilation, never give em conversation
Never give 'em my safe's combination
While I'm
blessed to have met and developed a relationship with my two sisters, brother, and a couple of cousins when I was in my 40s. The relationship continues
Gangsta Boo, Run the Jewels
We back on our shit, and it's cold as fuck
The way I see it you're probably freest from the ages one to four
Around the age
need to be right
Now I'm the middle child who's lost all his dreams
I'm stuck in between two kids with good genes
Mom was showering praise on my brother
why
It makes me think of the saying
By the Grace of God go I..you and I
Crystal
She would be my age now
and I’m questioning how
I can sit here saying
hope my brother doesn’t have to ride this wave
This state of mind, the thoughts combined
That satan finds, me at this age
Yeah, man I’m always fucking
iced out bezels
16 year old girls in 6-inch stilettos
name every exotic car, brand of upscale apparel
But barely read & write on a 5th grade level
besides me
Corona's got my eyes low, lower than Chinese
Supply these niggas masked up over them 5Gs
Supply the world with this vaccine
Relax queen i'm
a hatchet one cold weary morning he killed
two children and the widow Green
Five thousand people gathered there in Ripley invited
by the sheriff Jay O Sean
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