Lyrics:
says your dead by manana
Pop babies whisperin' that there's a body dropped, behind the lot
Police blew up the spot and locked the whole block
your dead by manana
Pop babies whisperin' that there's a body dropped, behind the lot
Police blew up the spot and locked the whole block
Medina is
Eyes may shine, teeth may grit
And all of that shit
And you still won't step
So what's next?
All of a sudden you ain't sayin nothin
Eyes may shine, teeth
I hustle to get it my kids gotta eat man I'm putting my people on Momma need a new house Babies need some new shoes
I went and bought a new chain I
I hustle to get it my kids gotta eat man I'm putting my people on Momma
so lost but now I’m alive
Now I can see I used to be blind
Step to left and then step to the right
Then raise your hands if you’ve been saved by
[Dr. Dooom]
Yeah
Number one MC in the world, a.k.a. Dr. Dooom
Straight out of solitary
I got the block locked down
Transfer me to conquer in
aint even listening to your new album cause it probably fuckin sucks No actually I aint had enough. Your buff I duck duck don't give a fuck Im a yung
aint even listening to your new album cause it probably fuckin sucks No actually I aint had enough. Your buff I duck duck don't give a fuck Im a yung
Rap ain't nothin' but cash, money, bitches, foreign cars and trees
Cristal by the cases, bad bitches by the flocks
I know I promised my niggas I'd
Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels
Write a book full of medicine and generate mills
Tour the album
Automatic Magnum like a condom
With a rubber grip
Any sucker step up outta line then we gon' -
(What) hug that strip
On the block with that Yao Ming
Them
an album can change a nigga's life around
I got friends and bitches on my dick
But when they look at Richard all they see is Bushwick
Sometimes I don't know
kid said simple and plain
Let's battle - it kinda took me by surprise
Cuz the brother was moving wit his eyes on the prize
I said screw it, I ain't got
Intro:
This Bob Billiard for the Entertainment News
In the news today yoth rapper Shyheim AKA the Rugged Child
is rapidly climbing the charts
New house, new whip
New clothes, new drip
Stay fly, take trips
Just grind, no tips
Don't cry, make hits
All net, no bricks
Fuck facts, just
I'm talkin' 'bout? Yeah, uh
And I wanna dedicate this album to my son
Chad Butler, the second
In the memory of my step-father
Rest in peace it's UGK,
bakin' soda, this home improvement
She bring the .9 by two
I fuck on that ho and came back on her (go)
It look like she went got a new BBL
Oh, now
I feel like a underdog in this business I'm making music they don't listen
Couple bitches said fuck my feelings momma don't even listen
Step daddy
I've been in the dirt, put in the time
Give me that money, I just wanna fly
Step in the game and I say do or die
It's a new pen on the paper this
wife and kids
On some real New York shit
Hoodie fitted and some Tims
And I'm from New York
Know I'm always repping when it's brick out
Know I'm still
Ain't not Kanye album for this level of inspiration
Sights on target mirror is who i'm facing
You leave me out of breath with your posts feel like
polar
How I did 4 albums by myself Im certainly anti social
How I didn’t cry when you did your time
Im surely psycho social
And I came from Social Circle
[2Pac]
Live back at 'cha Westside baaaaby
Aight fuck it, we gone flip some new shit now
You heard "All Eyez on Me," niggaz know what time it is
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