Lyrics:
to pray
2 sides of a nigga
You can do anything just don't lie to a Nigga
I been misguided by listening and also guided by visions
You can see that I'm
of niggas cap, I don't
Play those roles
Middle fingers up to all my foes Kunta Kinte with ya foot, if
You step on my toes
Eastside gang signs, look like Three
They only would crash
Funny shit is they don't know
If in my shoes
They only would crash
I'm a double up off GP
Raised by the loc's in the GD's
Red guys
me slide by Kristy's
Swoop up like Frisbees
Too damn fresh for being MC
Sucked up game, pursued my role
And slid to a beauty never G'd before
Let's
high, high
High, high
Let's get high, high
Come on let's get high
I make the four hop
Pull up at the spot
Weed by the barrels in my G'd up apparel
your own alphabet with all them G's
Open up a hundred doors with all them keys
Yeah we live for them coupes but we dyin' by the gun
Missed his court
Now the taste of alcohol is filling up my bladder
What's the date and time it don't matter
Had a pocket full of phone numbers I was trying
Now the taste of alcohol is filling up my bladder
What's the date and time it don't matter
Had a pocket full of phone numbers I was trying
stay G'd up
Who did it like a muhfuckin' legend?
Yeah it hurts, church, reverend
Sat back took a look at me, shit's classic
Pocket full of paper,
Christmas tree lights up in glory
Family gathers by the tree
Ageless miracle of G-d's child's story
Reminds us of love and divinity
Candles are
floats up to the shore
A frozen face I've seen before
The vision chills the core
Fair Detective they call me
A feckless clown out of his league
At least
a GD's
Talked to God and I played
For the nights no one believe us
Motivated by my girl Josephine she thinks that I'm a genius
Uh uh uh
How did I go wrong
all…
But maybe ill get up and see of what life holds for me instead of sitting in the dark and wasting Gds trillionth spark. Because we can have control
stop cause my time is on go
Lil cuz that’s my blood but he rep GD Folks
Down wit the 40 was cracked like a yolk
Learned the whole game taught my brothers
Screamin for someone to let me in
Yet the door it just wont open
Im being thrown away again
In the car is where they let me stay
Ide be huddled up against
a pitbull's jaw
Belligerent like demons that pull
You to the floor
It's Mordechai, back from the dead
Crackin' ya head
Open with a pipe, gettin' hype
Back-up
him right up in there
Send my nigga some gear like he never missed a year
By the time you hear this song, he'll be standing right here
Real nigga shit
from Far Rock hoppin'
Over the turnstile
To set up shop up top by the Jamaican spot
My joints have been a
Bop, from vinyl, cassettes, cDs and streams
and travel to countries that we never seen
Yea Yea
Me and 26 we makin' heat all night
GDS you know we making G's all night
Pull up in a all white
But girl I'm
toes
We g'd up fully all my bros we know the code
1st time we fucked the wetty splashed me in my face
2nd time we loved I came prepared I rode her wave
good luck, for what
He was already dead, what the fuck
I be, breakin' my shit up off in a nigga
When I don't see, nothin' but soft in a nigga
Fuckin'
Bishop was a BD, dope claimed lord
Cliqued all up, put it all on CD
Neutron don, but I prolly been a GD
God knows best, so he put me where he need me
nothin' but love
Hosted by the ladies who lookin' for somethin' to rub
When we roll out, we roll on dubs, rollin' up bud
The Theodore Unit, we
Hello, hello
This is your captain speaking
We are here ta
Simply lift you up
Simply make you feel like you are the shit
Cause on this plane, you are
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