Lyrics:
a magician
With tricks in his sleeve
But see me, my pet peeve more bricks or a key
Your block dead like I put your
Street pic on a tee
In memory of, all y'all
incredible
You never gonna fill in my shoes
The unforgettable truth is
I'm a beast when I get in this booth (Oh)
OK, OK, they know me, now don't they? I'm
You can have it if you want it
Have it if you want it
Over my dead body
Come and get it, yeah
Back in black
Industry's under attack
in a diss track? I'm not guilty
Well, I was smoking when I did that
See the guilty Mirror tryin' to define me
Define me, they divvy under my skin but
don't wanna stuff em in the trunk just let them cry to sleep
My pride is that you haven't seen me drunk ever since Kim was 3
Now she's at the university
six-shot smoker
Wanted dead or alive, bounty on the poster
Wild in the West, a student of my culture
And life is the test, hold up
Let a nigga catch his
six-shot smoker
Wanted dead or alive, bounty on the poster
Wild in the West, a student of my culture
And life is the test, hold up
Let a nigga catch his
be hot
Got me praying that I'm not in over my head
Let me know what I said when
I'm old and I'm dead
I'm coming up quick with a vengeance
Engines
Mo boys, is you right
Done got it right
All I hate about linin' track
These ol' boys are gonna break my back
[Chorus:]
Mo boys, can't you
on my hat in
Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
Drive by homicide
R.I.P. tats in Ol' English Westside 'til I die
Niggas pourin' out that Ol' English
that you ever seen
Pimpin' stay super clean
Shoes to the pants to the shirt
Do my own sheen
Five million dead white boys in the bank
And the check that
They say time's the one thing that you can't buy back
I've been working every day to keep my life on track
They said you grow through what you go
anybody we can see? Maybe
It's the same for you as it is for me
I ain't seen my family in twenty years
That ain't easy to understand, they may be dead by
Locked in my head
Lost, in my head
Mocked, till I'm dead
Fought till my death
Locked in my head
Lost, in my head
Mocked, till I'm dead
Fought till
changed by Jesus
Christ
I
I've been changed by Jesus
Knowing you is a blessing
Thoughts in my head I was wrestling
But oh my lord you saw the best in me
feel you need me
Only hoping on a track with my team
Faded off OG and big biscotti
Seems like I been high everday this week
From Greensboro to Durham
the life
(of a ghetto star)
I wish nothing but the best for my enemies
I know they wanna see me descended
N even when im dead
They don't wanna see me in
Slip Ima hit dis shit go go off oh oh I
Bad little bitch she can feel me from da inside
N by da inside I mean by her insides
This track real nice hit
a nigga gotta try somethin'
(I'ma rob me some niggaz)
Mane my lucks up, a nigga gotta try somethin'
(I'ma rob me some niggaz)
Mane I'm dead broke, a nigga
rolled one back and got the workin' of a Gates
Dead Game, they jock my team, you could be by a freak
But watch my jeans, custom made Browny Brown and you
long as you by my side
Dead or Alive
Out in these streets we don’t need no disguise
Dead or Alive
We living the dream while they living a lie
Dead
offense Breaking tackles now
As I get up in get my feet off the ground
It's time to make a move I K-I-M on the style (Yeah)
Running by my cheerleaders they
Shoutout Kim and that whole vid
Got me through these tough times
Take a trip in my mind
Ocd, I gotta wash my hands like twenty times
Hypochondriac, work in
Maybe you're the one that's in my head
My headspace is trippy
Trippy
Jesus come and get me
Get me
Shep please don't forget me when I'm dead
Please don't
.jpg/217px-Kim_Carnes_with_Mike_MacDonald_(cropped).jpg "Kim Carnes")
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