Lyrics:
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Ok wait nah hold up
I had to crawl before I ball
Six feet tall but I felt so small
Ain't have shit so I wanted it all
Yeah, and since my momma's
You were the shadow to my light
Did you feel us?
(Grrah, grrah, suck my dick, nigga)
Another star (Everything for Move Look)
You fade away (Suck my
If you want to run a
Fade with me it’s nothing
I’m on king like every other day
In the 6-1 people ask if it’s a trade
More into the details into
I don't fuck with people who go side to side
I just move forward like I'm driving by
Coming for my neck then it's time to die
This ain't a 9 to 5 we
soft fade like a table.
cnd I bring the bread to the table like a waiter.
Six fifteen knew that I would be the greatest.
That shit was basic just wait
We had a an old pickup truck, he said it's your turn to drive
I was 6 years old, he said you're gonna do fine
I slowly put in gear, pulled off
bitches off, half them niggas was some leeches
Hop up in the stu', when I rap, it's always like I'm preachin
He in school, caught him by himself, now my
and then they changed up
I flew by and now they're telling man to wait up
Tryna give them tips moving like a waiter
Yeah im in the same lane im making bread
feds like Ice-T
Talking 6-4, all these niggas are 5-3
All these niggas got drum clips and extensions
If you a real shooter, you shoot once and don't miss
the sun down
Y’all know y’all can’t come around
Y’all know I hold grudges
Till I’m 6 feet buried in the underground
Y’all know about the business I
shit all the time
I was sixteen wit the bullet representin' the 6-1-9
But this fools couldn't take it, they didn't want me to make it
And so they
niggas can relate
Memories don’t fade away
(Yeah, yeah yeah)
(Memories)
Jack in the box, niggas they know that I’m hot
Deep in her throat, ‘cause
breakup
Yeah, I know it hurts, it will be alright
Ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Yes, I've been beaten down
By your six
And I ain't talking Louie my ishh yes is crack like pookie
But where we go from here cause my cortex is so complex I'm kookie
And I'm not moved by Gucci
Beat that ass like drama, fade 'em out like Donna Summa
Forever like Wu-Tang, my crew bang like accidents
For real niggaz who feel this is on some numb
no more sinning
Just a brand new start as fresh as snow
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Mixed up emotions...(6 times fade in)
You'll have to set me free
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CHORUS
I've been telling
the commotion
The father shot him, too
His six-year-old daughter had the good sense to hide in the bathroom
But reports suggest he lured her out by telling her
through grub and got high from it
If I bring you some love, don't hide from it (uh)
It gets mad when I hit that
Kiss on my imaginary six-pack before she
This shit Mighty Prince, boy
Sherman Oaks by the hillside
Urban folk from the 6ix side
Burning smoke from a bridge site
Serving big lines
always show me respect, BBG ta the death, written all on my neck, I’m part man, part ink, dripped all in my flesh,
But can’t escape that I’m a G, with 6
Dead's Dead
Words & Music by Erika Paul
From the cd entitled,
"Adolescent Drama - Six Originals From The Residency Play, 'Stackin' The Odds'"
Heaven
Words & Music by Erika Paul
From the cd entitled,
"Adolescent Drama - Six Originals From The Residency Play, 'Stackin' The Odds'"
go
'cause I, a man born to die small speak on
Till I´m carried by six to my restin' home
'cause I´m a hoochy fader
Devastader, real Busta Hater
abused...your handle must be "Blues"
Then six months later, Joe made me his wife
(CHORUS)
"Blues" had been my handle
'Cause life had served me a handful
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