Lyrics:
on a mast
In harbor, by mischance he slipt and fell:
A limb was broken when they lifted him
And while he lay recovering there, his wife
Bore him another son,
nigga
South side till I die
Mississippi
Weak bitch
This hot shit by David Banner
Your ain't gotta go no where nigga
I'm up in this city, you can
your chick feeling moist
You coming softer than an ad in
The back of the Village Voice
You still a toy the cops is still the boys
They trying to get me
after
You get a home take care of your home
You can go back and ugh!
I'm getting courted by the bosses
The Edgars And Doug Morris-es-es
Jimmy I's
provin'
He's worth again
With hammer in hand he wins
Retreated to his home
Loki "died" by suicide and Odin
Sat back on the throne
Okay, let's take it back
the ones you seen fly by
With the lights in your eyes
Let's go for a ride
The answer's you seek
Are found inside of the mind
And inside the soul
Puff DMT,
hair
I walked in through the back door entrance
Shocked it was unlocked, when I walked in, I smelled incense
Chased by a weed aroma, empty
A scale and some Arm & Hammer
Soul-gold grill and a baby mama
Black Cadillac and a pack of Pampers
Stack of question with no answers
Cure for cancer,
my bruddas to back me up in the lair
This type of track is rare, but now I'm raging like a bear cause he a
Mr. Reinhart is a hater
He a faker, he
lead
And in your local corner, that's where it's all sent
It's all neatly designed and properly placed
The science of a drive by, with an enemy sneaking
lead
And in your local corner, that's where it's all sent
It's all neatly designed and properly placed
The science of a drive by, with an enemy sneaking
a look at the cars and the crib
I keep the clothes on your back, food in your mouth
Even paid for the birds when you moved niggas south
Shit, I'm
through the back door entrance
Shocked it was unlocked, when I walked in, I smelled incense
Chased by a weed aroma, empty Guinnesses
And lipstick marks
comforters
Lit by past suns
This could be your first affair
And this could be my last one
I blast off
A party of one will be dining
You could pull a fast
ascension, He gave his own life to put us in the right position, If u ain't seen true Love that's the Definition, cll my street people I understand your
Ain't it crazy when you're chasing your chances
Every little thing can have big consequences
Bit by bit, getting closer
Step by step, getting closer
Bit
Claim your ard but you could have fooled me.
Cake is the only thing I chase
No bus or train I'm gwarn be late
Never chase gal coz like the latter
In 5
Look, look
Ayo, I use the Arm & Hammer just to fluff my brick
Say what I wanna say and I don't give a fuck, I'm rich (ahh)
Tuck my fifth, don't
here will rock your bodies
Take somebody by the waist and uh
Now throw it in they face like uh
Systematic, ecstatic, this hit be automatic
Work me,
I know the demons follow me
But i ain't worried God said
Keep your hammer screech
They say
God Coming
I can smell the roses in the street
Lock your
here will rock your bodies
Take somebody by the waist and uh
Now throw it in they face like uh
Systematic, ecstatic, this hit be automatic
Work me,
and hammer
You don't think make you stink
Got that arm and hammer
You can see the judge
Gavel hammer
God is the judge Let you meet your maker
So I love and I
the ho up
You bogus running out on your kids my nigga grow up
For God's sake, like a wedding, cutting large cake
For large stakes let the hammer bang
I'm sorry for your loss
It's somebody dead in the car and it's probably one of yours
The writing all across the window in the walls
Whether it was
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