Lyrics:
You can't call me a baby-sitter just because I'm helping you
(Yes you are)
No I'm not, and I don't know why you keep saying this
(Because you are)
today cause you might not see tomorrow
[Verse 1]
Roses are red and violets are blue,
And we all get purple rain when you put together the 2
True,
up til' dawn, if you cross me Imma shoot on God
Plug no comprende he go by Juan, fuck all these haters bitch I am the don
My bitch bad, grab the mag,
person; just got some demons to fight
And the only thing that's certain is I can't be there by your side
Cuz it's time; no more fears
I gotta stand up
Chased by a shot of Scotch whiskey, brew brisky
For sixty years, misty bottles of Crysty in the freezer
Red twist leaf, melted in spliffy, Cali blunt
on the floor
Red wine blood all over the walls
This scene is definitely way too gore
Just as we'd predicted from the 999 call
Their stranglers were no strangers
play with no beef
(We ain't playin' with no pussy)
Run in his crib and kill everything living (Brr)
I see the fear in your face, nigga (Lying)
Na you go press things, things no go press you
Even if devil dey do Mai Shai, He no go press you
Soup no red no mean say oil no dey inside
Prick small
Fear can be a caution sign
I fear some things on purpose
Turn me up in the headphone a lil bit turn me up
Fear can be a caution sign
I fear some
Iight I'm done playing
Look
From the top I ain't wasting no time they know how I rock they know who I be
I was 14 on Broadway junction with a red
of tongue
And like no one
I'm glad my words mean nothing
Filled with red and white and black
Just empty cries
Guarded by a man
Who looks just like I
Motivated
me for I have sinned
He might not forgive you, but I will
Repent of your ways and we will forgive you
There are no exceptions, no red flagged
like Vancouver rain
I can't get over it
And who would've knew
In the capitalist colony you pay for your own abuse
And it was
A night beset by a red
[On the CB.]
Breaker, one-nine, this here's the Duck again. You got a copy on me Pig Pen, c'mon? Ah, negatory, Pig Pen, there ain't no way out 'cept
on the crown that I mount, no TV
I'm seeing it now, no Stevie, I wonder about the needy
How they lost it all, but closer to god
So who really feeding they
Watch me hop outta the whip
I get the red i'mma sip, I keep the nine on my hip
I get the pack then I flip, I make a play then I dip
Everything I do is
JP
This a story about a jit, never took no for an answer
On the block, he's wildin', while the police give him pressure
Always knew he's red clear,
a zone, on a low
I'll be home by 8:08
Shit is late, stuck in traffic
Gotta wait, but no time to waste
Thinking bout the other day
Shit was just the same
a misfit
Feels like I got nine inch nails though my eye lids
Satan tryna work me 9 to 5 but i might quit
No pilot watch him shoot up out the cock pit
Ima put
Now you got war with all nine two
We play for keeps nigga check the score the score of my niggas just went up by two
Said what I said now go run me my
outside wit my team
I'm wit G9 his 9 got a beam
If you play wit that boy you get creamed
We gone spray and we won't leave a scene
No this not no lil toy in
from the side
Bitch you know I ain't gonna worry
It's all by design
Gotta bitch that love my dick
But
She don't eat no swine
Gotta keep it ninety-nine
it takes, to make us change
The boy was nine, when he got shot on his way home from school.
In this desperate part of town, when there is no one
and down my conscience goes, now I behold the seed that grows
Planted so long ago - nine thousand years
My fear, my fear, what I see is true and so clear
So
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