Lyrics:
surprised, look in the sky, yeah we finna slide
I got a suit, I got a tie, now I'm finna slide
Do a drive by, in the new ride, that shit apple pie
I'm on live
up above
If you coming at me just know that you getting bodied by singer named Truelove
I be so proud of me
You cannot talk to me,
Album of the year
to stand behind the lines
I can't live in the city without you around the corner
Too many faces not enough spaces
You've been fooled by the colours on my
how we live
Here we are
The final track before the album
Who'd a thought that the basis would be the outcome
Strive be like pop
Pullin bars outta
weed baby smokin on the gas
So many angels in the air, diamonds in the sky
Long live, rest in peace forever all my guys
It's a crazy city baby, for my
from some streams
Missing in action I don't wanna be seen
Vibes all live 1 by 1 let the MCs speak
Critique the technique
Mortal words that live through
I'm mad at every single person that doesn't understand the mission
Black lives matter, tell me how can you not get it
Stopped by the cops I've never
I just ignore you
'Cause this not a love song (Woah)
This is so long
You did me so wrong for so long, for so long
No I never thought I could live
colour as you
Looking after these kids that belong to you
What more can I do?
I just wanna donate a million by June
Now they hating on me
See me in a red
killed
My only aim is to take many lives
The more the better I feel
My only pleasure is to hear many cries
From those tortured by my steel
The colour
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
dumb pricks wanna see me leave but we're staying
I need to drop my album for the streets, what we saying
Let me drop it for the people
Heard the first
of ovine obedience adherents...
I experienced a live concert in Budapest, an odd 2 part presentation of Richard Strauss, followed by Bela Bartok.
poppin' so I'm stoppin' at the Fat Burger
Look through the paper it's another black crack murder
The city's full of surprises, you can live or you can die
a monochrome lens
No colours
No contrasts
Coughing up charcoal
You learn that when the flames churn
It'll always eventually come to an end
As the rain drops down
gotta fill you motherfuckers in
You gon' feel it
Live from the city like it's
Fox 10 breaking news
I'm from a city where every
Murder don't make the news
Believe me if and when I say it I mean it
City tired cause they off by the end of the season
They ain't believe me always said a nigga dreaming
Now
Dead or Alive JDK T2A like the blood and the knife
K city Mcs KCH is our life bounty's out for a million and five
Dead or alive dead or alive dead
Yeah, yeah
Hahaha
Ayy
Chillin' with the homies at the crib
Bumpin' Pac Div, this the life I live, you ain't know about it
Hit the studio with
Say I won't go drop a double album, and rap double time on all dub-step
Got no producers, just me rockin' over beatboxin' by Dougie Fresh
Say I won't
leave you be
You gotta know oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Yo if made a album I'd wonder what it sound like
Niggas try to hate on me but that's down right
And I put
Sweet
Yeah, Jules
We back at it
Long Live, you know what it is
Look
First off, thanks to supporters, to all the ones that endorse us
A line from
or fucking stopped
Now 30 days done, we back to the nitty-gritty
Album got released, big showdown in Chocolate City
Niggaz with masks on, vests and all
a big ass bang
Them gangsta ass rhymes with that country ass twang
Dropped, "Tell Me Something Good" took off and went live
Shit, next thing you know we
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