Lyrics:
numbered by states lines, education
And I cannot write a damn song for my life, situations, and relations
I'm dried up as hell, finish this song and I'm
You`re the last of a dying breed you`re a man who knows a woman`s need
every move is straight from the heart
you`re the last of a dying breed you`re
of a clock
You might get killed for being black, no longer state of a shock
Too many lames to keep account, like when the hell it's gon' stop?
Crooked cops
we pray Amen
Whole time I thought you would get taken out by crooked cops
Not a faulty heart that I gave you tryna stop
So many meets you would think
prevent it from them, and they will be surrounded by that at which they used to mock
And if we give man a taste of mercy from us, and then withdraw it from
I don't want to be the crutch
One step away from down
I don't want to be the crutch
One step away from...
Man I feel like hell so come on over
to got me losing blessings
GOD said he'll take the next two steps if I take the first (I did)
But in it to pick and sellin the spur
From under my feet,
can't fall for a trap)
Se-Seen you crying, put a hole in my heart
Knew you was different from these hoes at the start
Girl you fine as hell, you bold
money where your mouth is, watch Redman house shit
And if it's beef I'll punch you in your mouth kid ('Damn!')
I got a heart but my heart is made out
somewhere someone's into that
So, don't be swindled by self-doubt
Just keep on sending dick pics out
It's an exile in Gayville (faggot!)
From Hell's
hard
From the start getting scared
From the start dreaming large
Stuttered and fell, got up brushed off
Now I'm giving them Hell (Hell)
Took first steps
city is no fun
There is no sun, and it's so dark
Sometimes I feel like I'm just bein' pulled apart
From each one of my limbs, by each one of my
called Phase 2
And let me tell ya something we're a hell of a crew
Once a week we're on the street
Just a-cutting the jams and making it freak
For you
iller than me
It's Bizarre Kid straight from the 313 (Slim Shady)
Nobody better test me, 'cause I don't wanna get messy
Especially when I step inside
to the tails
Searchin' for heaven and livin' in hell
They say I'm wrong for teaches this on
Fuck what you believe, can't heal by myself
That's the way I'm
Awhh yeah
Break me off some of the real players shit
What's up motherfuckers? This is Khayree
And I posted at this here
Spot with 2Pac, Mac-Mall
Ray
clothes
I represent Queens, she would move out to Brooklyn
Never thought that she would have her precious heart took-en
By a shy, brown guy from
Ford
And I ain't thugging, they clapping at me, a encore
Got a dark heart, bright mind, make women crazy
I give her D, I throw up two, I call that shit
foot slips out from under him
Sending a cascade of rocks tumbling into the sea
And Xine is only hanging on by his left hand
And it's slowly giving way
I been hunted by you everyday my life's Been living hell now feel yourself get
Confronted by me you'll be punted back into
The depths from which
street life
They’re trynna find a way out
From where you’re forgotten
Where you end up dead or in jail
Welcome to hell
They call this place
her children they could fly by telling them a tale
The first steps to freedom for them, her plan it couldn't fail
Two lifeless bodies on the ground,
existence existed
See creation knew what it was meant to be, but imperfection crept into the heart of man
When Man sinned and fell short of all he was
All around the globe
We surrounded you x2
For the hell of it
All around the globe
We surrounded you x2
For the hell of it
All around the globe
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