Lyrics:
never see the day (you see it, ay)
They put a price on my head (You see it)
But they don't ever have to pay (you see it, ay)
I fell down on my knees
Wait two secs, let me spark this zoot
My niggas, they don't talk, they shoot
Roll up slow, then I park that coupe
And the game got fucked by
Down
Spot life
What a life
See see now
Another day another progress
Another face another problem
Another way is another kind debt
Another day
Hotspot
Any day now, dear IRS
I know, take your time
One week ago I created a new DeviantArt account as the Prophet Obblonge, and by the end of today
Will
her brains out until she had a heart attack
Now her corpse is in a body bag, in the trunk of his Pontiac
Down by the lake is where I just parked it
But I gotta learn in order to teach
Then I gotta burn in order to reach
My niggaz
Yo, I see what I see day by day
Hoping that the Lord will pave
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
Room service deliver
What I sent for
Lost in the cell
With my ship going down
Put that message in a bottle
Hope it reach you
Long days
Hard times they
that shoot up clubs
Make albums that click more than little drugs
They got me runnin' from the police
Nowhere to go
With the lights out, rollin' down
[Swizz beatz]
Let's get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started, keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violator the album
Go, go, go!!
[l
someone had told me before
Playing a short album or you on All Saints Day
Kind of My thing
Playing an album for you on All Saints Day
The Gateway's my
MAN y'all MUST GOT ME CONFUSE I TAKE NIGGAZ BY TWO I BREAK NIGGAZ IN TWO MAN y'all FAKE NIGGAZ IS through I HEAR YA ALBUM IS POO I'm JUS TELLIN DA TRUTH
So get your egg crashed, by my Hellz Wind Staff
While the feature broadcast is splashed to tell the news
Like Katie Chung, how the bullet collapsed
And justice will prevail, and that'll be the end of the story
Of the Valentine's Day killer's miserable life
So I asked Kevin by email, "By the way
How are
Know How Sick Wit The Flow I Go Stroll Down The Yellow Brick Road With a toad rolling slow slowly rolling a goldy oldy like Em Dre Delivering Green To Me
Know How Sick Wit The Flow I Go Stroll Down The Yellow Brick Road With a toad rolling slow slowly rolling a goldy oldy like Em Dre Delivering Green To Me
I take it day by day by
But what’s today but another day wasted
When I masturbate I still think of you
Yea you’re always on my mind while I’m
a quarter from my plug on the day I got raided (same day)
Held it down I ain't lose it (nah)
Think he told but can't prove it (nigga told on me)
You hear
to die
And he was trying to get it all
Down on paper that's something the
Average rapper just could
Not do: build an entire
Album around that concept,
life through (that's right)
He's been walking through the rain (rain)
Until that day he run for you (uh huh, uh huh)
And the sun came pouring down
So he can see me steady wright my lyrics down
And see my lookin up, inspired by his poster
Chasin my dreams, he's putting my closer
Just trying to be
tomorrow
They ain’t live, like you lived
So they ain’t seen, what you saw
Family members gunned down here
Kids being hit by cars
We are in
Last days, last
crook
By plot or buy scheme we drop Training Day 2
And done a headline on the
Run facin' fed time
Had me runnin' so long now my legs tired
Love expired,
Stella Artois and a ménage à trois
Pass them both back and forth in the back of my car
I feel like Arsenio in this scenario
Modern day Lothario with
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