Lyrics:
the flag rosy red carpet envy english used here is messenger is nervous it's no fun at all out here in the hall
Right Voice (Reed, Yule)
Mister moonlight
sucked by your bitch inside my benz
With my friends
Holding Hands
Baby we all pissed our pants
I only got this drugs but my bi's got only fans
Baby, you
time is over
La La, this is the sound and it won’t go away, hey hey
It echoes and it carries through my heartbeat and my motor
La La, I hear the sound
and beat
I was made by His hand, it's all part of His plan that I stand on my own two feet
And you know me my will is eternal
And you know me you've met
"It's not that I don't love you"
"You know how much I do"
[PR Terrorist - over chorus]
Yeah, Killa-Arm
This one here's for the people (word up)
And give thanks every time I see a day of life
I always walk by faith like I never needed sight
It's a everyday struggle there's a pain that's inside
Now I
bitch lemme fuck
And I got a nut, damn I deleted the video
I might use the hands
Or I might use the strap
It depends on the scenario
I get me a check
on a fucking chain
Smoking sativa stay wit my heater I cant get the same
He told me anybody get killed its all about the upper hand
Since 12 been a grown man 13
willin ima have the world, in the palm of my hands yea
I got drew some big plans im a young architect
And a vet in my mind its a war in my head im
the fam
Other then that im solo
Girls wanna fuck me niggas wanna fuck wit me i dont know tho
No homo just feel like life moven slow mo
Maybe its just the bo
inna that shit
Looked in the mirror saw flaws and some mo shit
She gon fall thru gimme drawls and some mo shit
Ima big dawg
Hands down I accepted it
Ask
There's certain ways that people when they bite it and they show it on
the new... you laugh. Like who gets killed by bees?!
Anytime they come
the roof to his death its real
Hand Ball walls displayed with are I-P murials
Those who sling, play the shadows by the building
Devils spring, keep em
And it might not be the reason, but it’s something I believe in.
Verse 2:
I told him, “It’s a new day!”
So, why you stressing over yesterday when that’s
Everything is great
Everything is grand
We've got the whole wide world in the palm of my hand
Everything is perfect
It's falling into place
I
the MAC-10
We can hit the alley with iron and thumper
Take it to the hands like the brand new Leonard
Niggas going no mas, when the bullets go in him
You
Uh, what's good nigga
Been about it, been about it, 'bout it
Been about it, been about it
Been about it, 'bout it
Fuck
Fuck yo' printer nigga
Been
with an 808 kick
And now you know it, I'm a poet, and I'm harder than a brick
I makin' over 3 G's a day, and you say
That Mad's cuttin' like a blade
control over my growing sex drive
I'm a creep
With fantasies of you with your hands tied
I'm a creep
Being the biggest creep as possible why
don't
Every time you tell me that you really love me
It is written all over your face that you lie
Love no be by force o
I just want you to know that
You'll succeed by any means this I swear
Keep your heart and your mind right lil homie
Its a struggle but God got hands on us All
no words to describe who You are to me
Let's sing it again we call You
We call You by what see
We know You just so casually
We see as far as we can
talk it up, move over
I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
Cutthroat, grab his toe, I suppose
Shit lookin' all red from the North with the power
of life
Take me by the hand take me by the heart
I don’t wanna stay in my little mind
I don’t wanna stay in my little mind
That’s my final attempt to get
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