Lyrics:
block wit' the same crew
'N' everybody sitting fat living good
'N' I'm the only nigga dat be rappin' in my hood
I was raise by the hustlas 'n' gain by
hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better close your eyes
You'd better bow your head
Wait for the ricochet
Ooh, ooh,
I'm feeling cramped but infinite
No longer bounded by a geographical limit
Lost inhibitions without the assistanceOf jamo or Guinness,
good
a blender Lee Roy like a guillotine chop yo hands out and throw me ou the window
Watch yo lyrical
Through the atp
When we come to the street we don post
the brake
Niggas eyes closed when he shoot
Better use a Drake
Or a switch don't miss
Cuz we don't do mistakes (ha)
Accuracy a must ain't no May Day (Ain't no
living good
n im the only nigga dat be rappin in my hood
i was raise by the hustlas n gain by the g's n taught by the bosses howda stack that cheese
Is there a monster waiting for me
Under the bed?
Under the bed?
Is there a nightmare in every dream
Under the bed?
Under the bed?
Is there a monster
I ain't trying to be no D-boy
I love music, I'm a b-boy
Are you the undercover or the decoy
I'm heavy with the D, Trouble T Roy
A pit with no muzzle,
on her it's a patch on her left eye
Couldn't come to south
Her ex gave her a flat tie
Only been here five minutes I'm already stressed
So I told her ass
it big like that Bed-Stuy nigga
(Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy)
And the feds lookin', pray they don't catch my nigga (I pray they don't catch my
Sponsor billboards round the outfield
The announcer climbs up top to call the play by play
Blue yells, "Play ball!" It's the crack of the bat
The season is
this shit for a minute, can't come close to
Yo shit old news
Why worry bout niggas that's saying shit that they don't do
Folks new, we ain't cut the same
a few,
Gotta go link up with Lil' V.Roy and take off to the moon
Nigga Tried to touch my pendant, and he heard a boom
Knocked him flat up on his ass,
Gravitating to me
And I don't want
Your girl
I'm standing here
But mentally me
I'm with mine
Answers that
Eye seek within me
I will find
The Muzeum
I just
and you think I got it all down
even when no one else is around...
Ego, Id
Holden Stephen Roy verse 1:
Watching life pass me by battling my (ego)
Someone
the bullshit make me represent
Hit the bar and played the star
Everywhere I went
In my heart, I felt alone out here on my own
I close my eyes and picture home
them ding dongs
cause in the ghetto everbody got nicknames
like Master p, Lil Roy, and Big Man
eyes red, dank to the head
I'm not Snoop Dogg but I feel
employ
I shoot 12 rounds, now Jr. Jones Roy
Y'all so backwards, I don't do Backwoods, I'm a swisher man
8 in the mornin' you bouta get found by
Now these doors don't open til after dark
And it ain't til twelve 'til the party really starts
(Yo me and my crew had to be in by ten
Right
Now these doors don't open til after dark
And it ain't til twelve 'til the party really starts
(Yo me and my crew had to be in by ten
Right
Uhh, Straight off the back
I come straight off my back with a gun like I'm in Iraq
And in fact I attack and tackle, and sack and crack and crackle
I ain't trying to be no D-boy
I love music, I'm a b-boy
Are you the undercover or the decoy
I'm heavy with the D, Trouble T Roy
A pit with no muzzle,
Uhh, straight off the back
I come straight off my back with
A gun like I'm in Iraq
And in fact I attack and tackle
And sack and crack and crackle
to vouch for me, and I'm still tryin' figure out
Still tryin' get around still tryin' let it out
Eyes in my shoes I'm seeking that longevity
God in
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