Lyrics:
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
up I got
The toaster by the bar
I get cake cuz I always got a hustle
I pump weight and I ain’t
Talkin’ ’bout my muscles
At the club every day but that
But so is cod liver oil
You went behind my back like Bluto when he cut up Olive Oyl
Two things I hate lies and thieves they make my blood boil
Boa
the gate
Carried my weight, but seem to receive nothin' but hate
Millionaires snatchin' crumbs off my little son plate
Kidnapped, locked in a trunk
Kill that hate its dead
Kill that hate its dead
Kill that hate its dead
My Lord got me on mission
Never said it was simple though
Hard to let go
When
my best Freind now your just a dead end
The key hope is to hide and never fast forward
The last 7 minutes ain't a golden gate passport
X2 female
minutes in heaven
I'm packing with a mac eleven
I don't flex out
Aint the best wow
Got the best loud
Bitch I Serve a dead crowd shit
Off the meds again
Cos
I'm Shamoo
In that big body with the wet paint
I got some pocket change from selling wet weight
Today is a good day, ice cubes on my chest
Looking
Two scratchers, beef jerky, and a power ball
Two scratchers, beef jerky, and a power ball
I paint self hate portraits in acrylic
Since
Yo it's another day and I'm just
Another waste of space
Another race away too late to make the gates
Another player who hates the game
You pay for
You can have all the rest
Cause I'm still here for a minute while the sun's up
Everyday I breathe with two thumbs up
Brighter days to the sky
You guys are fucking dead!
Nothing is going to happen
In about 15 minutes you're either
Gonna be very right or
Very wrong brother, if you wanna
Shoot
wanna say my name in a lyric
You make an album to show your talent
But instead
Ghetts made Freedom of Speech and said
My name every two minutes
Man wanna
demanding,
no chill by no pill no syrup,
wait a minute,
lil boy light weight pulling like a heavy weight,ahh..
Knock em out running home run with it,
get
:.VeRsE 1:.
Only 2 1/2 yrs,but a life time of memories the moment i heard YOU were
gone I BROKE down crying on MYh knees saying lord PLEASE take me
started limping
Gimme a minute to breathe baby I need a break
You keep abusing my heart then that bitch bound to break (Break)
All this weight on my
Maintain communication Data here again
Their leader is determined by the vote of many men
Although he's only human and slightly over weight.
He control's
no more magic
Pullin my leg like Go Go Gadget
One minute they hate you
Next minute they love you
Next minute it's fuck you
Then they forget you
You
2K on my worst nights get outta my head
Lonely nights filling thoughts up with death
Lying in my bed wish you here instead
Cold heart got me seeing
usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two
rims, fresh, let's ride, break's dead, swear to God ooh
I don't 9 to 6, don't want a desk job, ooh
Fuckin wanna drown in the blood a minute
Muster up some
Presidents to represent me
I'm out for presidents to represent me
I'm out for presidents to represent me
I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents
Presidents to represent me
I'm out for presidents to represent me
I'm out for presidents to represent me
I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents
the minutes till you hold me close
Sirreal Verse:
Amazed by Things, Ive seen you do the way you move, lady ooouh
strong like shots of that 80 proof, God-paid
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