Lyrics:
we ain't got it too good in America
I can't fuck with them overseas
My homeboy died over a key of cocaine
It was plain and simple
The 9mm went
we ain't got it too good in America
I can't fuck with them overseas
My homeboy died over a key of cocaine
It was plain and simple
The 9mm went
the days go by
Glycerine
Glycerine
I'm never alone, I'm alone all the time
Are you at one or do you lie?
We live in a wheel where everyone steals
But
O'hene is gone but not finished
Well we want everyone to know that we really have a lot to work with
I mean we have albums worth of unreleased material
If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song
Seem like the whole city go against me
Every time I'm in
the days go by
Glycerine
Glycerine
I'm never alone, I'm alone all the time
Are you at one or do you lie?
We live in a wheel where everyone steals
But
like we supposed
Sigel, Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Don't change the game for these
from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
uh, uh, Memph Bleek in the house
like we supposed
Sigel, Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Don't change the game for these
And when your feet cold, mines is sizzlin'
It's plain to see, niggas can't fuck with me
'Cause I'm a be that nigga for life
This is not an image, this is
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
White and Matt McDougall
My first manager was Derek Lejeune and that lasted one afternoon
But he got me my first show at a place called Café Au Lait
self-aware, always working to advert
Massive change that is needed to succeed
We’ll never get that cause we’re corrupted by greed
I got a white mask coverin’ my
a VIP
I wear a plain t-shirt they see my jeans
Truly religious, so I wear true religus
And they're authentic you can
See by the seems
In by twelve so we
with each other
Like white on rice, he was kinda like a brother
We had a lotta fun when we were kids
We always overlooked the dumb things he did
But
with each other
Like white on rice, he was kinda like a brother
We had a lotta fun when we were kids
We always overlooked the dumb things he did
But
a chance
At a glance, I'm a failure
Addicted to pushing paraphernalia
But Daddy had dreams once, my eyes had a gleam once
Innocence disappeared by
boy for ransom like Tecca
Audrey gon' slide in a Tesla, we don't serve white like that Tessa
We making history like Mecca, and you know we getting
could we, I mean could you like you said teach me to play catch?
Yeah... sure
But I gotta get this done, okay?
Okay thanks
Have I become my 90's dad?
Too
generational swagger
That just been passed down to me
I done crossed all my Ts
I done paid all the fees
And I own this whole album
Yeah I paid off my lease
Look
still trying to drop three albums by Labor Day, motherfucker
Saturday morning cartoons
Filling up a medical balloon with some hot sauce
Goddamn, I saw
forever be engulfed by hell's flames
This pearly white mask, that is worn day in day out It's a phantom, it's a phantom, it's hidden in plain sight
Hey 'Pac, it's yo' boy
Hey man so far I've been listenin' to your album
And I ain't heard nothin' you could kick back and smoke a beadie to
You
the days go by
Glycerin
Glycerin
I'm never alone
I'm alone all the time
Are you at one
Or do you lie
We live in a wheel
Where everyone steals
But when we
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