Lyrics:
to prance
They're an added convenience
They love, say "'Kay"
Then PTS hit me
Tits on me indeed
Don't need mama D
We mighta saw this kinda wad of scum
the kid flow on scorch
Fuck a hit rapper, I ain't chasin no plaques &
I exhale Jupiter cuz Van B Gassin
I slid through hit ya bitch with clean black dick
grade, no Reggie Miller, uh
iPhone one, pull up take it, uh
By iPhone two, get it with the crew
iPhone eight, niggas had the Drac' (dot-dot-dot)
to get happiness in this life that you came
They say I'm blinded by hate
They make me wanna detest
The good memories I had forgetting all my mistakes
But I
A lot of times it seems like, you ain't gon' make it where you wanna be in life
But, yo if you got a plan, believe me you gon' get there
You gon'
they ain't ours
We got these politicians running their game to regain power
While our whole black community sours
Crime rate towers, plagued by white
blind as shit, like
Rockin’ for free, doing an album overseas
Going to Tahiti a second time
To split two G’s
Shit, I coulda went back by myself
But I
Bullet wounds don't be covered by ObamaCare
Your funeral was way too soon, that's if your mama there
Real niggas deserve to live twice
Plastic fork
don't care
Them bottles,they flaming on top (bottles)
my crew, they party non-stop (turnt)
we gettin live in this here
We bout to dive in this here
No
don't really wanna hear it
Hurt the people that are dearest
And it took my soul, that's why they call it Spirits
I got wasted 'cause I didn't wanna deal
members,
That's it. That's all you got.
Eight! Eight!
Lick a shot-shot. Boom 5 4 3 2 1 wanna make you jump up,
It's like a clean cut
Slicing through
ya mouth when people ???? seein' they brains boil
Look I don't curse but in this verse nigga fuck the world
Chorus 2x
[Turk]
Niggas be wantin'
this cash
Will I be subject to kill, live my life by a gat
Just when I think I made it out, the street is calling me back
Chorus:
(Nature)
I
to East Greenwich through
Every state with a sentence
Frozen weight in the cooter
Ten plates to soup ya
1 2's we oughta cruise right
By the state troopers
or message, I felt it
Yeah, she be with her girls, not no fellas
And they can get whoever they want 'cause they fearless
Yeah, she might make her last man
when he died on the cross
That's a saviour
With more than a 2,000 yr sighting
Ouuuiiii
Legion of demons saw my saviour
And they started begging him
You bully bro? You wanna harm me?
I got my crew by my side, it's army
Words are weapons, I gotta let my bars speak
One little, two little, three
the street they won’t let us breath just tryna live out my dream and leave a legacy they keep killing us in the streets they want let us be
V1
Why they
shut the fuck up, get off my dick
Chorus
Don't be foolish x2
[daz]
Hook
You see you don't wanna fuck with us
Knowing how we throw it out, the sucka
every Harry Potter in two weeks didn't sleep cause I had to be
cn expert to impress her shit was crazy I know I can be a jester
My gestures be a lot I'm
touched by the pair
Runnin they mouth with only one to the ground
I blow my shit cause I can back it up
Fuck poppin the trunk
Let's throw some hands up
Now
like we failed our youngsters, man
It's like we not giving the youngsters that game no more, man
That shit that they can live by
That shit they can,
For the live ones, not the shook ones
For the riders, not the hook ones
Immaculate conception, like a black Madonna in mangers
My crew consist
of survivor
Sending niggas to the ER up at Kaiser
Got away clean you had a getaway driver
Tell me why you wanna go and test the Don
Now you gotta go and meet
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