Lyrics:
I lived in seclusion for a couple of years
In a german farmhouse just drinking beer
And every morning I'd wake up with a smile from ear to ear
old
Covered in such, drive-by the sun with a low (?)
Third album Wheel of Fortune when I bought those O's
And every other letter when I chose
that?"
"Hear what? I don't hear anything unusual"
"A sort of strange haunting music
It's been coming in on a interstellar frequency
But at regular
I'm living life
I'd rather the see light than to fade and just live a lie
That how i feel inside I know my fires burning wide
Like hills in California
DAY IN. DAY OUT. (OUT)
DAY IN. DAY OUT. (OUT)
DAY IN. DAY OUT. (OUT)
DAY IN. DAY OUT. (OUT)
Verse 1:Dinco D
They got my brother locked down in
issue results from a test we wrote
On top of that dawg I'm old
I'm older than most kids in this class
When I get back home at about 4 O'clock
I know
style and feel
How do it feel, to hold my dick in public
Cock blower, duplicate rap cloner
Let's me and you do it
Live on stage for dolo
I smack niggas
just ask the last chick
The beat will knock them like a brick to the head
It's Moka O. and if you don't know, I'm sick in the head
Ripping it that's why
got my intellect in tact
I’m a G O A T and that’s a fact
I’m an inferno too
We savages and outlaws we don’t play by no rules
Man I know that we won't
tears
So let's kick this party from dead to live
Shoot it on up like a Colt .45
MC Delite, if you're number one
Bust a cap in the crowd with your
to prison these c***suckers racist
I aint got time for n****s thats on that fake sh**
Rats and them fleas talking thats a plea bargain
I should be in
Artist: E.S.G. f/ D-Reck, D-Gotti, Noke D
Album: City Under Siege
Song: Thugs in Heaven
(*talking*)
Fuck that shit, I done lost another-another one
adjust like I'm changing the file
G.O.D took me up through yeah I got a new style
Now tell me how I got to live and give a person life
When I struggle like
closed
Is it back to charging motherfuckers four for an O
I don't know I keep a rotary phone
So I remember all the numbers of my homies who gone
Proof
Ain't no water H two O
I see a hoe and then I take her to my show
And you can see me sliding by in a jet
It be private when I smoke a cigarette
I wanna
of my mind trying to shine like the sun in the sky
It's just because I want attention when I'm sliding by
Medium heavy guess I'm ready to rotate like
years younger than I,
And you wrote the longest letters,
The very best size.
You live in London,
Used slang like prat,
You were dating the gym one akin
tees like hey Delilah
R.O.B they know the name
If you don't then now you do
Eastside Buffalo bitch that's us
Bitch that's me, I live my truth
Bad lil
I leave the game on snooze, yall got like ten more minutes
Rap's SEC, I'm getting all up in your business
By my third album I'll be a triple crown
featuring Dres
[Dres]
Listen this is Dres and I'm letting ya know
That S H O W be I Z and A.G. are all that
So just sit back
a classic
Fags get put inside a casket, cliques get blasted
by them niggaz tatted with dragons
[Chorus]
I'm try'na live one time shine (why can't a nigga
to side
Get juxed for your shine
As time go by, we live by an eye for an eye
I'll die for you, your drama is mine
Put your diamonds in the sky
Wave ‘em side
throwed
So by now that shit done got old
I just keep one rolled
Send Kryptik with a few bands to CO to get a O
For Sno Cap, Maui and Golden Goat
So you know
Gas prices raises, the money keeps burning,
Dropout rate rising, so what are they learning?,
Sending the troops in the war so I turn in,
To today's
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