Lyrics:
raised in Puna
Rest In Peace to all my Soldiers
Who went away before me
I'll be catching feelings
Smoking sipping on my forty
Reminiscing about the times
I
do the crime waste no time then I'm going to get mine
waited for the door to open shot the first trick I saw
then shot the other fool I ain't
If they tell me put my best foot 4ward I'm standing straight up
Straight up facts nothing is made up
Tracks jam pac-man running from ghosts from
me prevail
Done torn all my muscles
Now it's time to rebuild
I ran to the cheque
You was stuck in the field
I ain't Jack
I ain't Jill
I'm on top
on my way
I got to the party 'bout ten, I'd say
It was after eleven when I rocked the mic
And by the time I left the stage the people were hyped
I'm devout to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints
Quite a mouthful, but I'm confident that you'll be able to keep up with the pace
Kinda
in spells
Time to feed them what they crave
I'm strapped
Like a patient to the psych ward
Nigga fall back
Baby girl all fours
I want to relate
But
just sittin' here resting my bones
Ow, I still want her. Because I want her so much, we were happy together
Until she ran away again, and I was sad,
to cassette
I blow the shop up, you ain't seen nuttin yet
One man ran, tryin to get away from it
Put your bifocal on, watch me a-cometh
into your chamber like
you n in a minute I'm a veer
Left.
An by the pluck of the jugular see the blood of my lover and then I finish when your near
Death.
I'm sorry but I mean
I was nine years old when daddy first touched me
At 15 I ran away and never stopped running
I met a man who took me in 'cuz I was pretty though
He
baby girl away
I should know her favorite meals and how to make a braid
Ain't been putting family first, so it's time to make a change
Before it's too
sister be the first one to get smoked
Then I grab your grandma by her weave hair
And whip her old ass with that wooden leg she wear
I'm from the bloody
[Chorus]
I jumped in the Volvo, went on my way
I got to the party 'bout ten, I'd say
It was after eleven when I rocked the mic
And by the time I left
Likes to judge people in many wrong
Ways i felt judged by many people and
That every time that I judged somebody
They always took offense to it
But I
the power
Sweet line you so warm, you so warm
Just wanna be like Run and them
But now I don't, I ran away
I ran away, I ran away
I know that bitches
to a sandwich
Scuffed with the police got them thinking mental illness
Escorted to the psych ward by the bobbies
Im in the box, don't mean I'm skrt
In
don't sip beer, we get wock by the six pack
I'm in the Midwest, got shooters all in Chiraq, Touchin' top shelf bowls for 5-5, Crip Mac
When I leave, I'm
my bio
I started high wit' two O's just like Ohio
I'm fuckin' nuts, cashews
But I'm so D-C like fat shoes
I skate away, like later dudes!
Never
just look at Twitter instead
45 minutes go by I ain't left my room
Feel like I'm just wasting my time and watching YouTube
People yell at me from all
my time
I have to stick by her, too, while I'm serving her time
It's kind of romantic if you think about it, Rand
A man can't testify against his wife
keep it strong but this feeling kills
tryna get this money long pay my mommas bills
My mother always made sure we was getting by
So now I'm tryna make
robes and made sure his door was closed
Ever since his brief intro to this freak nympho
He had his first time with her in a lime green pinto
He kept
at
why'all hear that Nolia Clap
why'all hear that Nolia Clap
[Verse 1]
I'm in the Calio, You know I'm headed front of town
By Chaotic and the Real One
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