Lyrics:
And I'm running from myself
But you can't escape that
Pirate's life for me,
Where's the rum, where's the weed?
Black Pearl with speed,
Try to race me
with lil bits of hell in me
Trapped in my mind baby do you got bail for me?
Got all i need so ain't shit you can sell to me
I might
Write a letter
cause I'm a player
We fucking hella ho's at X House in Decatur where it's greater
You know how we ride
I got love for all niggas from the EastSide
It
at a high speed
Watchin all the slow runners pass by me
I can see through you, due to, my Queens education
Speaking in behalf of this drug-game nation
everywhere we go
Haters everywhere we go, where we go
Haters goin down for the count (ONE) lookin at the ground (TWO)
I think you're a hater, I think you
Security for my grandma it's not funny
Large is the word if you ask how they living
But to Shayton they soul they be giving
We're in a crisis, a state
worry about it all
You and I,
Black and white
Can we give it a try
Compromise, criticise
Surely blows our minds
Feel alive, singing all night
Dancing
Intro: fire
Long live our fire. X2
You know my wants
N my feelings
N i wantz
Got me N my feelings.
Lemme tell ya what i
Want a
Black barbie Who
the cold for dough
What you thought? ?, lost homies in plenty battles
Last two years shed plenty tears, and I'll send plenty at you
Let me catch you
are turning
What would you do to stay alive if the planet was burning?
You wanna make your hell a reality?
Black lungs for the young if they dare
give thanks show gratitude for all you receive
The world is yours find your cause
Go open up some doors
Embrace your imperfections
And develop all
Ah yeah! feel the funk bay-be!
That’s right, this is called the basement!
And my man cl smooth kick it for you like this
From the heights, not
You can be touched you can be touched
You can be touched
Oh God, forgive me, mother
Please say a prayer for me needed a father
But he was never
or MTV or Joan Rivers Fashion Police
Not what you read in tabloid seats
These are MC's that live by the code, it's hard for me to spit it
Because
or MTV or Joan Rivers Fashion Police
Not what you read in tabloid seats
These are MC's that live by the code, it's hard for me to spit it
Because
Ok, Gucci backpack, fresh black Adidas
I'm rollin' on a pill
Rollin' up some reefers
Declining all the Keishas
Replying to the Kims
Still knockin'
abused by the worst for a long time
Niggas act like bitches
And women wanna be niggas
Until them tables turn
That's when you start feeling that friction
This one’s for you, all about, been about
Thought about, I always come back to you
(I always come back to you
This one’s for you)
This one’s for you
to care, he's pullin' out his hair
But y'all don't bat an eye until his livelihood has been impaired
And now you all come flocking it's shocking and he can't
Yeah
When I drop the mic it hit the floor like Thor (That's right)
You can't pick it up no more (Don't even try)
Y'all know what it is, y'all know
And bags of coal from some monstrous soul
And no, no rain can clean this at all
You say, "there's no way-out at all", is something false
But way-out, if
shine you shine shine
If I shine you shine shine
Everybody we 'gon party like rock stars
Then we ball till we fall like all stars
It's OK we can stay
now
He would never ride with Ja
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
You ain't no killa, you a pussy
That ecstasy done got you all emotional and mushy
Bitches
blowin' KK in the air
Ayy, that shit be hard for me to smell, mm-hmm
Got all these VV's in my ear
That shit be hard for me to hear
I stay surrounded by
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