Lyrics:
close to the dark and write down what it says
Like it's words of your own
And dig a hole inside yourself and bury them there
Thanksgiving day is
that
No problem, (why?) because I got it like that
A Baby Bam beat and an African rap
My partner by my side, Sammy be is on the cut
Your DJs
it big Notorious but my name was never Christopher
Fuck off every time James Payne baby James Payne
And I got choices different flavor kushes
love!
Love only comes from the holy One above
Every good and perfect gift in our life is from Him!
Every good and perfect gift; what a gift!
Oh, what
memory is getting breastfed by the pitbull (what?)
I'm so busy shooting, I'm celibate
I'm moving like Meek Mill
Where you get them vibrating panties, is
agnostics and the faithful
The secret of life is being grateful
I thank the lord every day for another breath
Every day a newborn every day another death
Name
Thy Kingdom Come thy will be done
On earth as it is in heaven
Give us this day our daily bread
I'm a no limit soldier I though I told ya
Nigga seen
told ya. Soldier man your post
Better cover your coast and lock all entries
If one of my sounds is off in your town
Then it's going down by the means
at my bank account
Like them a lot of O's
Out in Cleveland clubs
Like
Where the fuck is the hoes
I then had enough stress
Slacking procrastinating
Beat
so my soul
is a threat to all mankind. Born to kill, I'm wicked by nature, 'cause the streets of my neighborhood breed young hellraisers. A
30.06
thighs and face
Days are passing by and grace would start to realize
What she thought would last with her and James ain't seeming right
Ain't no longer
I dated a Catholic girl once. I went with her to fucking Thanksgiving. Every question about Jews came to me. I don't know anything about being
in 66
James Jameson
Can't slip
Antidote sippin'
Past the common folk we drifting
Might be set trippin'
The L'z is where I'm living
Anywhere worse
and an African rap
My partner by my side, Sammy be is on the cut
Your DJs chill and chill, but hey, so what?
Nuggets in my pocket, wine in my hand
I got it like
that
No problem, (why?) because I got it like that
A Baby Bam beat and an African rap
My partner by my side, Sammy be is on the cut
Your DJs
that
No problem, (why?) because I got it like that
A Baby Bam beat and an African rap
My partner by my side, Sammy be is on the cut
Your DJs
tell the people my story
It was 2016, wish this shit was recorded
No, it's not a normal summer, every day's a vacation
Sleepin' in, every morning I've
the same ol' same
Bush run shit like Saddam Hussein
I cock and aim, clinically insane
To deal with this bullshit day to day
If I sell some yay or smoke some
had a gun, we ain't see it in his hands though
We screamin' fuck the police but what about Dallas?
All these murders on the news
Every week it's
bloody murder murder comin' ta serve ya
Runnin' wid gangstas that's suppose
And to rip the roads is how we roll
[Krayzie Bone]
Cause it's on and I
Lost girl
She's a lost
She's a lost
Lost girl
She don't have nobody on her side
And I told her I was gonna ride
But until one day when I got tired
lightening,
over half a million dollars in Diamonds for your excitement,
every other day there is a T.I sighting,
I pass by flying higher than gas prices,
im
[Krayzie]
This track is tight you should be clapping your hands
[ clapping your hands] 4x
[chorus]
As we ride by the end of the night
You will
and scramblin
And losing sight of what I'm suppose to be handling
It's hard to manage cause every day is a challenge....
And man I'm slippin can't lose my balance
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