Lyrics:
the pool splash
The impact from that almost split him in half
Voice from the past asks did he enjoy the bath
Laughs with his arm in a cast, hold up
Never
bustin' through the crowd, wild, with my hand on a cannon
Be like quick to put two up in ya like who mana standin'
I be the last man, blast man
If you
bustin' through the crowd, wild, with my hand on a cannon
Be like quick to put two up in ya like who mana standin'
I be the last man, blast man
If you
when what you've built turns into dust
How are you supposed to feel with your hands covered in rust
You're blinded by your empty hatred
Find your joy
glass
Drive slow even though time flies fast
Rest in peace Chassity and all my loved ones past
Broke the intersection off now it need a cast
Candy painted
fast
Rest in peace Chad and all my loved ones past
Broke the intersection off now it need a cast
Candy painted rain drippin' off the panel
It's
[Chorus] x2
Hey this is no lie
Me and my niggas gettin high
Yo if you look up in the sky
You might see us floating by
You see Biggie be like what's
They"), Now-Now, Now-dey, Now-Now, Now-dey Now Now they got Me in a Cell
Nigga Back up back up back up before you get your punk ass smoked
I'm back by
be calling me Rasta
Call me crazy call me later
Niggas believe in banters
Pull up a gun on me
No cast am
Niggas be calling me bluffing
Living in rags
And be protected by No Limit tanks, soldiers with K's and hand grenades
Could you recall a soulja that used to be crawlin'
Now I'm ballin', don't plan
by a scale and everybody know it (know it)
I hate it when a pretty girl start snoring (stop that shit)
Lookin' in the mirror like, "you a lucky man"
on the out-of-work streets
Before he began to understand
Before he began to understand
And Joe got hired by a bowery bar
sweeping up the saloon
As his rag would
Hey you, purely by coincidence
Happen to be the one that I love
And you, purely by coincidence
Happen to be the hand to my
stupidity
By the way, you gangsters should know
One of your victims was a three-year-old girl
Well, you gang members, you
Still don't get it, do ya?
(With
dead friends and witness the bizarre, horrid dictales as told to you by your favorite serial clown slaughterers, the ICP!! So who will be brave enough
cast mine out
You can't forget me with the slashed eyebrows
Please excuse me when I'm at my pals
You might get trampled
The day'll never come up when
climb out from the drain
Many men have heard the call
Heading west to risk it all
Hand on throat, hand in cast
Down the stairs the fools are cast
Body
fuck nigga
Hold up, back up - Got to get the dough
No no-n no no no no time to hide
Drive-bys in broad daylight, nigga
(boom boom boom boom boom
Boom
up and send them back to the pit of hell
Anywhere i enter the sickness must feel me
Two hands down I beat the sickness like it is wrestling
Next I
my middle finger up with a cup and a dutch split
Hand on my nuts when I'm wilin' out in public
Welcome to America
Motherfucker, welcome to America
dropping by
I just wanna ball (Spalding)
Tryna go from rags to riches
Running with some niggas that's gon bang on you, they slashers nigga
Bro got the pump,
Money and power
Works hand in hand
When you have money
You can control
And now
I need you to rise
Pick up the fight
And shine
2 am men no pinging
Ebe
a number, your first hand favoured well
You called another, but luck was turning, I dealt and then you fell
You make up cute, make us the fool
You're blonde,
on the row nigga (put your hands up and shut the car off)
Aight
(Shut it off asshole)
It's off cuh
Ay look at blood and them get jacked by the ones
Nigga
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