Lyrics:
to die
Should I change or rearrange it keeps coming
My TEC-9 will never stop gunning
Motherfucker's down
Homies they keep trippin'
Fuck with me and yo'
(Can I live?)
La da y'all wanna judge me?
Hair braided up, pants saggin'
Can I just live, yo?
(Yo, I'm just tryna live)
Why can't y'all leave me
the manner of Coltrane's "Alabama"
Niggaz wanna blaze a hammer
"Real girls get down on the flo'" like David Banner when I handle my shit
I go banana clips
on TV
And that little town
That kept you down
Is where you want to be
Yeah I'm one of you
Yeah I'm one of you
No your not by yourself
boy, but I don’t play, don’t get me annoyed
Tryna live each day, but there’s some things I can’t really avoid
Hell yeah man, I got this bitch, but
I wanna see your face when I'm right By your side
We always set it off puts me in a Good mood
Cosmoride keep 'em coming so Smooth
I just can't wait
My verbals and graphic grammar
My verbal murder stretch from
Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm & Hammer
All across the planet
Niggas crumble like
On the phone, tryin' to bone cause I miss ya
Back on the streets I'm losin' focus
I'm hopeless
Homies dyin' over small time dope shit
Keep my finger on my Mac man
Freck, yeah I get dirty
I'm the best, hands down, like six-thirty
[Paul Cain]
Look
Like Michael J. Fox, I got +Family Ties+
Posing us can't be wise
what?
So partner tell me what's happenin'
These streets is real
These niggas can't steal, what?
For the jump out boys, when they drive by
So if you're
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
can't live wit' it
And I'm a keep it comin' long as I'm here
Pitbull, back at ya neck, I'm hearin' them cheer
E-V-E is what they need in they life, I'm
gonna slow me down?
Look, it's over clown
I got the skippiest flows in town
Plus, them niggas can't fuck with my wordplay
I switch it back, DJ bring it
You are a busy guy, you have no thought of deja vu
You are too realistic boring man, to put the guitars on,
and let the good times groove...
You
LOWER MY PAY?
MAN FUCK THAT, BLUE LIVES MATTER, I GOT SOMETHING TO SAY!
I’VE SEEN TOO MANY GOOD MEN LOSE THEIR LIFE FOR THIS JOB,
I KISS MY KIDS ANE
Bellisle be Bellisle
Bell-Bellisle Bell-Bell-Bellisle
Hey Kid Rock, tell 'em how your livin
Man I spend my birthdays at Denny's eatin southern
more time
(keep your faith to the sky)
Sometime when I feel down
I can reach out and moan.
Good evening ladies and gentleman,
this is Reverend Randy
high man
I'm just a young boy, snot nose, hair nappy
Cops ride by squeezin' their trigger fingers at me
So I would go to school and try to get good
T.I.
Drama
Ursher baby
Hey, hey (yeah man)
Hey what's happening everybody
I hope they get my good side
You know I gotta look good when I walk
dynamite or in other words mate
Take a hike alright it wasn't good that night
Act like my drinks been spiked
Light on my feet man
I feel mashed cause
just snap, they can't take it anymore, they just snap
They go into Mcdonalds and kill fifteen people
I mean what the fuck is going on down at the post
be)
They wanna hold you down (They wanna hold you down)
Keep you on they level (But don't let them hold you down down down down down no)
But now no more
two
Livin down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
House up on the mountainside
I know she down to ride
Bottles pouring out the side, where to next I can’t decide
Like man this can’t be life
Hope you
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