Lyrics:
like a shoe store
Runway, one way street, take a detour
Robot, C-3P0, R2-D2
Plastic bag over your face hard to breathe through
Preview attract
like a p-p-piledriver
The descent's getting faster as i fall from the edge
But i'll never hit the ground
Cement and the plaster are so far from
deal with the matter then
So how you'd think a British ghetto youth feels
He can't get a record deal but he can get drugs to deal
He can't get a job
the crib wit ya rent on my feet
Bad bitches coming I stay with a freak
We all in the club we hollering we geeked
We all in the club we hollering we geeked
convert it to cash and I stack up the O's
stack up the P's, I.S.A's
P.R.S member gotta get paid
done a new track and it's gotta get played
made a few Pounds
waiting patiently to clap a round
My hands are strong enough to spin
The earth and crack the ground
My crib like a gun store
Vinnie keep the heaters
and Bryce
My groove theory is that when you too cheery
They try to bring you down to the level they at
Well when they are all unhappy, then it gets
for the bad news by the box (Too... Real...)
It's in the post - you can bet it won't get lost (Can't... Deal...)
It's coming... (With Stress...)
It's
R-I-P'd
Ain't that unique (Ain't it)
Ain't that unique (Ain't it)
Ain't that unique
(Checker)
I be coming different (Coming)
We on a different wave length
Yo! The Marine Rapper wants to let the world to know
That he and his group of Military Musicians are here to destroy the competition
They're bringing
Yea La Morra Mafia Hempshire
Coming straight out of Pompey a crazy motherfucker named Rum/Born in St.Mary's raised in the Maltese slum/I was young
Watched my homeboy die, day by day body tired
Remember, I finally accounted before he expired
They tell me there's a peaceful place, I want to see it
The outside looking in
Your fears and hopes, I take away
We multiply
We are driven by anger
Linked together through an irrational outlook
Lifelines are
when it's dry, overly potent
P spent '09 sending for me
And the fans wanna know why nobody's spoken
And a few of them are losing faith in G H
So I gotta
a couple of hits, and the whole field is up again and here
they are.
(They approach a line of shop window dummies each wearing only a bra)
They're coming
a lot
He came through, straight strip search
He said I'm coming back, and I'ma put in work
Niggas told him, hey yo, leave that shit alone
But pride
to lie
But I lie
To keep what is mine
Da Ali3n
Ain’t the same
Y’all lamer than lame
Maryam said hey
But she up in the sky
Test a theory
And failed
Didn’t
but your world is coming down
Things are changing already so calm down
What y'all lost now?
Don't act like you don't know what's going down
Cause it’s
leaking gas, results in fractured passion
All i needs a fragment, to finish this tape, 1 month and it's classic
This is for the fans, who are here for
(Mira... ahora mismo no quiero grabar nada...)
(Bramwin, ¿le das tú un rato mientras me tomo algo?)
(¿An entire song?)
(Prueba a ver)
Bottles by
from them counterfeit
That's three for a bag, P's in the bank
G's on the cap and keys for the Jag
Few boys graft hard, few boys sell nosey
love is true
Coming closer with our eyes
A distance falls around our bodies
Out in the garden, the moon seems very bright
Six saintly shrouded men move
already know what I'm about homie
I'm young I'm focused I'm just coming out homie
You can go by what you hear through word of mouth homie
Or step out
My shadow side, so amplified
Keeps coming back dissatisfied
Elementary, son, but it's soul
My love affair with everywhere
Was innocent, why do
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