Lyrics:
all sane
Couple racks in my skinny jeans (ayy)
Hit it up, one time
Niggas gonna get it 'til the sun rise (ayy)
School of hard knocks, I'm alumni
hard to rap on radio while I sit in the box
All I could think was money, send a few flicks to my pops
I give the street life my all, stripes and scars
this pipe
Baby I'm not regular, no I'm not your average dude
I grew up a hard knock, that's not up my avenue
Gotta move somethin' like the president
too scared to try to talk a crush
Cause by law of social status
Chances of getting dates were slim to bust
But one day I found my voice when I picked up
Playin wit them hoes, nigga slip we got ya
Rest in Peace, Hooley Hoo, 13 'til death
Thug 'til he die, now my nigga at rest
Runnin ounces by the half, birds
Mannie Fresh, Lil' Wayne and Turk
Baby and BG
The HB's with Strings on the cd-Its all gravy
Wait till you see us on TV
I'm Juvenile it ain't hard for you
other than da "are" and without further a due like Freddy get ready it's .....
Whatever happen Lord, don't pass me by
'Cause whenever I did wrong it
in there own blood
Poor out 40s blaze up a dub
When your showing your homies love
Heavy influence by thugs
Leads to distribution of drugs
When they
and fill the barn.
It’s a hard life - down on the farm.
Come on Daisy, you’re his little cash cow!
Time to take the bull by the horns right now.
He’s poor
the power
I know we came a different way than the mayflower
All them players rentin rims and hummers
Got taught by a teacher defending columbus
New thug
of Funyuns"
It's a hard knock life, wish I float away at seas
C'est la vie, such is life, don't bring sand to the beach
You can judge somebody by
the only explanation.
Grabs Sonita by the hair, down to the basement.
Hearts racing like she knows her life's about to be taken.
They look her in
hopes, and lives have been shattered
So what's so hard to grasp
When one says black lives matter
Yes statistically there are more
Whites who are shot by
2/9/93
A baby being brought
To life
Innocent unaware of
How hard he'd have to fight
living here
We'll view
How well he'll heal
When he's wounded
By
of the Benz
Got my dick in her ass, front of one of her friends
[Scarface]
Face down, ass up -- bitch be still whikle I bust this nut
I rock hard while I'm
an orphan missing his pops living a life full of hard knocks
Vision sharp story cant stop tracks cut from a different cloth
Consistent on the rocks aged
striving to be hardest thug in Memphis, they built ford tuff.
Finessing city and got you outside niggas thinking, they came up rough.
Only be lying
yuh back home like curfew
Di link stink, nothing sweet like perfume dawg
Mi jus pull up inna Dutch Point
Link wit mi thugs, straight weed and grabba
We
day
(X-Men.. Everlast)
You know
This type of shit happens every day
It go
One for the thugs
Two for the chickens
Peckerwoods stats classic like Slim
shot hoops and dominos on the hard floor
Every night I hear em kick in a door, that’s was life on North
Oakley Drive, Always seen a nigga ride by
stacked odds
Hustle through the week scoop some freaks and let’s go ball hard
Life’s a game I’m here to bang homey flip raps do my thang homey
Ain’t no
on the corner
Getting beat up
by the police
A nigga like me
Can put the dick on ya
Beat that pussy up
And knock yo ass
In a coma
you a Hotgirl
But, Bitch I'm
water in the chat
It used to be like that, till the driver drowned
That's niggas is doctor p, knock the niggas door down
He hit his head on bed, 24/7
I
yourself by yourself
In a nice place ducked off with fucked up health
I done been strucked and snuck, but never fucked and stuck
My life is four
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