Lyrics:
you pick
'cause you'll pick a sick one every time
Just take a look at Lydia the Deathsiren
One look at her and wave bye, then
Ghostborn gonna treat ya
guru off me with a crack head down his
Niggas blitzed by crack heads, I crack heads with my voters
Tryin' to get that tuna colder so I can stack up them
line
Ridicule, for tryin' riddling Junkies
What a powerful country
That keeps, promotin off flunkies
18 years old and your brain is like lunch meat
You're not on my mind
Yeah
And well
Well, I'm sittin' right on square one
Tryin' to get my head
Where it all started
Yeah
Can I live? (Can I
said we run this here
And we in it for the money, fuck the fame and the glory
I ain't tryin' to get y'all to love me by tellin' false stories
This from
pencils
These the type of notes that you can't keep in your mental
Understand you gonna struggle if you've never been broke
And I can count on one hand
tryin to measure my blow
If you've seen the new whip know they add nine 0's
Now I'm up to 2 bricks, a seventy two 0's
If you counting by the whips than
the rain, things gonna change
There's no more pain, after the rain
Memories falling on my pillow
Ohh, I hear that song (and I hear that song)
They say
the fuck
Muthafucka could be located nigga could be touched
I'll stab ya ass up
And its up by the cut
I keep my rees(reeboks) strapped on tight
My
(What?) Catch me when I'm sleepin', with one eye closed
One guy chose the dogs; left one got froze, filled with holes
Ugh, it's gonna be a long time
or The Firm flopped
Y'all are the reason that Dre ain't been getting no sleep
So - y'all, all of y'all
If y'all don't like me
Y'all are gonna keep - around
like me, blow me
Y'all are gonna keep fucking around with me
And turn me back to the old me
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something
still pull off a New York walk by
Keep tryin' talk fly
I talk fly, verbalize a pilot
Poetic fertilizer that's lyrical shit
Hip-hop die but we
the whole block starin'
I will never understand this society
First they try to murder me then they lie to me
Product of a dyin' breed
All my homies tryin
like me, blow me
Y'all are gonna keep fucking around with me
And turn me back to the old me
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something
kinda funny to me
I'm a man today but still got the same dream
Everyday I'm pushin harder
Livin life and gettin stronger
Met by satin everyday
Look in
'
I'm tryin' to make it too
I've got one little hang up baby
I just can't make it without you
So tell me, are you gonna stay now
Will you stand by
Hey, yo man, I think that dude's tryin to break into your car
...what?
New York life... type trife...
That's why I'm tryin to shine the light, yo
know other ones fucking for pills
It's sad for real
Nah for real
Moe Kill
Keep it lit and low key
Wit the clique or by my lonely
Ima stand on my word
the things that I went through
Cause everyday I see your face( my face)
Keep gettin screwed by the human race( my race)
So, Please don't you judge me unless
pip on, imperialist with
Food for thought, 'cause I'm the shelter
I'll be your clothes, keep you warm and help ya
Not to be hot to trot by a haunt
tryin' to re-coop
I get down, ballin' like Kobe Bryant
You niggas is lousy, small things to a giant
How you gonna be swappin' up my style
And goin' off
of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
It's been some time since we last spoke
This is gonna sound like a bad joke
But, mama, I
the pulpit
Stressin' to help me, seemed like I was born by mistake
While the races dominate, got me victim to the Legislate'
I'm playin' for kicks, hustle
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