Lyrics:
the wrong place (yo, who that?)
Cowards like you just get they whole body laced up (who that right there? I don't know, son)
With bullet holes and such (we
The days go by, we argue all the time
I want to make it right, ‘cause that was last night
Baby we gon' be alright, baby we gon' be alright
Yea yea
bitches!
I love my freak bitches!
Skip the small talk, get right to business
Only one drink then we left the club early
I met her at 12:00, butt naked by
USA USA Came from Africa live in USA
USA USA came from Africa live in USA
Home of corrupt cops where white kids bust shots
Segregate certain spots
after me
Say what you gotta say
Before a bullet detonate
I done live through it, been through it back in 06
I done live through it, been through it back
Hands up, don't shoot
I deserve to live too!
Hands up, don't shoot
I deserve to live too!
Hands up, don't shoot
I deserve to live too!
Hands up,
Tell me what it feel like
What is real like
When you sell cocaine just to live life
When you did ten years in the pin
Right when you trapped in dark
action is to sing and pray
We got to sing and pray for all the lives that we've lost
Singing and praying
Historically the worst atrocities commited by
rather forget then live and learn
Break the silence free
Of what can only be
You can stop a tragedy
You're not the only one
With a bullet and a gun
Take
the wrong place (yo, who that?)
Cowards like you just get they whole body laced up (who that right there? I don't know, son)
With bullet holes and such (we
goodbye, think of your past
Hear the bullets whizzing by
Then it's a flash
When you hear the sound
All the bodies hit the ground
By the pound across town
We'll live off the street fame!
God didn't send me in the right direction
I'm gettin hit by a diesel in the intersection
I know you're out there help
Baby draco on my left
Baby draco on my right
When i’m riding through the city
I gotta keep my draco tight
Steady dishin out this smoke
Bullets flyin
Joe Hill come over from Sweden shores
Looking for some work to do
And the Statue of Liberty waved him by
As Joe come a sailing through, Joe Hill
live they shits pop
Hey, hey, tick tock, this is for my hoes
Make your hips rock
Light a L, baby, let the Crys' pop
Get your tick tock from this hip
In the world to live"
Oh yeah! Yeah! There are so many ways to die in New York city
Come on! Race riots, drive by shootings, subway crashes
from right
Walk the streets or ride my bike
Now the youths want to do drive-bys
Father God how can we get by, live a stress free life aye
Songs
still came home haunted by the lives my duty cost
I felt the bullets tip against my rib
And put a bullet through the middle of a heart
Everybody's
We'll live off the street fame!
God didn't send me in the right direction
I'm gettin' hit by a diesel in the intersection
I know you're out there help
Bro certified behind the wheel, them bullets flying, ayy
I know I say this every time, we really live the life of crime
Load it up, dust 'em (ashes),
of hope
I don't wanna rob people, I don't wanna push dope
I just wanna live, I just wanna maintain
Like a bullet to the brain
Gotta play the game like
Plus I'mma Bad Boy, I'm more like a bad man
Put mo' nigga's in pits than Brad, man
Can't dodge bullets? Too bad, man
Shit, I'd a copped
Lets live like we won't see tomorrow
Look down the barrel you see the bullet hallow
Life's a big crash call that mother f***** Apollo
Might commit
and set yourself free
Life's too short so live to the fullest
Forget about hate, Dodge their bullets
Just remember life can be taken away
Like tomorrow
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