Lyrics:
all hits when wield my
Bone made blade it's what I'm feared by
Common sense is turned of
The sickest fuck you've heard of
Now goes on out to murder
No
The music's played by the, the mad men
Forever young
I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever and ever
Forever young
I want to be
tune
The music's played by the m-madman
Forever young
I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever
Forever, whenever
Forever
get everything you ever wanted baby
That's my word
Trust, my niggas come home from long bids
They check for me before they see their own kids
I
I'll know what to do
And if I don't I'll pretend or I'll lie for you
But I'll be there for you
Forever
Until the day I die
Right there by your
and hand,
But I carry out orders from no man,
'Cause anything you want to do, I already did.
You used to see me rock the house when you was a kid,
But
peace
What quality of life do you want when you die
My energy's forever
My energy forever
Even when I die
Still I rise
My energy forever
My energy
And mi nuh go die neither
Mi ah think bout mi future
Yeah mi go live forever
Forever
Yeah mi go live forever
Do not leave me
Wait for me
With no
, ever, ever, ever (Forever)
Forever, ever, ever, ever (Forever)
Forever (Forever) (Okay let's do it like this)
They love me like Pac but I’m good in
Forever wild from the cradle to the grave
Kid, watch your back, one time's comin' always (Yeah)
They lock me up for 12 days, I can't comprehend
Now
can do it
I'm 1 of the sickest spittin' around
Now let me talk to ya
Its BR 'till i die I represent it
You wouldn’t know i'm from BR
Cause i ain't alike
and have your kids
It's so simple baby
Driving me crazy
Forever want to feel like this, baby
Boy we kiss or touch
Want you so much
I just wanna love
I had to get my A** off the ground and get my shit together I’m feeling like Rick Ross want to be rich forever chase that money while you can you may
cooperating with God
By accepting Jesus Christ as our personal Lord and savior
And as the Lord does return in the coming seven days
We'll see you next time
mainstream, in the streets I'm relevant
This for my niggas that been locked
Up since Bush was the president
You gon' die broke and
Kids growin' up poor, nigga
And all the real niggas that was shot by beast
Around the way all we do is spark mad ism
Ladies be like, "Yo, he's Buckshot right there, that is him"
But
And all the real niggas that was shot by beast
Around the way all we do is spark mad ism
Ladies be like, "Yo, he's Buckshot right there, that is him"
But
graveyard
Cause in my city it get hectic everyday
Kids hopping off the porch toting treys now
It seem like bodies always dropping by the day
Cause in dem
pants
Backwood in my hand, in a few, this bitch might be your mans
No I don't dance, might do a lil' bop with racks inside my hands
I'm the sickest in my
By my shit, I guess I got
Styles forever
I get crowds together
So let down your hair
and lets get wild
You better get
Down
I'm the tip of the tongue
Woo! Yeah, it's 50, A.K.A. Ferrari F-50, break it down
I got a lot of livin' to do 'fore I die
And I ain't got time to waste, let's make it
You
Woo! Yeah, it's 50, A.K.A. Ferrari F-50, break it down
I got a lot of livin' to do 'fore I die
And I ain't got time to waste, let's make it
You
to a monster
Look at the way I break his ass off proper
Forever thuggin middle finger staying in the air
That's how it is yeah and I don't care
How many kids
cooperating with God
By accepting Jesus Christ as our personal Lord and savior
And as the Lord does return in the coming seven days
We'll see you next time
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