Lyrics:
gone for good
Wood for bones
A skull and crossbones
There it stood
Sculpted from the man's vision portrayed in wood
It's incomplete
Just needs an extra
fired by the gray man
With shaky hand
But not shaky enough to miss
Hit, Lost Boy in back
So-called Friend runs for door
Leaves First Son
fired by the gray man
With shaky hand
But not shaky enough to miss
Hit, Lost Boy in back
So-called Friend runs for door
Leaves First Son
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit
with pneumonia (he's got AIDS)
Good luck Mr. Shady
Hi there, little boys and girls (fuck you)
Today we're gonna to learn how to poison squirrels
with pneumonia (he's got AIDS)
Good luck Mr. Shady
Hi there, little boys and girls (fuck you)
Today we're gonna to learn how to poison squirrels
way, ig' the shit in the streets
Just let me smoke this one cig in peace
Give me 10 minutes
By myself, you the boys at home
That's all the time I really
like him
Life only gets better boy
With eternity on your eyelids
Imma sleep well, it's been settled boy
I'm still OK, I'm still OK
This gon' be a good
Using turns of phrase in the place of plans
A clever boy makes a lazy man
Oh, I'm not worth the flesh and blood
That wraps my bones that makes me up
a nigga block do a 360
Text a nigga bitch 'cause I know she miss me
Miss me with the bullshit, boy don't tempt me
I been sippin' all night, rest in peace
selling rock was getting by
And Failing to crime
Was Just another way to die
He was just a little boy
On the wait for tomorrow
Caught up in hustles
West
motherfuckers
Just some ghetto boys
Living in these ghetto streets, these ghetto streets
And everyday they gotta fight to stay alive
It's just reality
motherfuckers
Just some ghetto boys
Living in these ghetto streets, these ghetto streets
And everyday they gotta fight to stay alive
It's just reality
'cause when I find youYou're marked by the
beast
So you're not a surviver/ So it's time to die, kiss ourselves good-bye/ The
whole world
bites
Used to chase that boy home from school
We called him freckled faced red headed fool
He was different he wasn't cool like me
Sticks and stones
with mademoiselle
My mamma told me not to dwell
Hatred only happens in hell
They used to make fun of my skin
And then beat me boy
I would just hide in
prevailed
Through the Mr. Crazy Rabbits who were always on his tail
When it ain't on sale, your rumor starts to wail
Get caught with stolen goods and you
prevailed
Through the Mr. Crazy Rabbits who were always on his tail
When it ain't on sale, your rumor starts to wail
Get caught with stolen goods and you
Some niggas doin’ good and some niggas on crack rocks
Some of these niggas make a betta livin’ in the game
Some of these niggas may try but it seems they
the fuckin' block
Some niggas doin? good and some niggas on crack rocks
Some of these niggas make a betta livin? in the game
Some of these niggas may even
Said, "Boys, forget the whale
Look on over yonder
Cut the engines
Change the sail
Haul on the bowline"
We sang that melody
Like all tough sailors do
Fede bade, what's good?
Nothing to it but to do it
Money don't sleep so we gotta get to it
Been a long week but I had to get through it
Knowing that
loved best
So good night
Old boy
Good night
Yea you've got to rest these old bones
cnyplace you call home
Good night
cnd I'm lost to the light
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