Lyrics:
can never fade us, that make us so furious
Mistake us for fakers, homie, we greater and glorious
We livin' for real and others just makin' the stories
forks and knives in the streets
It's too much beef
So much tension in the air
You could feel the broiling heat
It ain't sweet
The game got stolen by
to feel the heat when lead and flesh meets
Bitter sweet baby, I been waiting for this
Go straight to hell kick it with the rest of my clique
Fuck
wanna listen to nobody else
So I did it by myself
Momma ain't think I sold drugs till I started walking round with that heat and I invested in
I wont been a part of da herd
Won't be a follower
Lead by by example
Forget what ya heard
All about da fam am a 1 girl guy
Always there for ma kids
sucker, times 2
Crocodile tear kya work Uh uh, Stop trying cause am on to the next and you vex, Bitch fuck you, Fuck you
I'm in the field for real
I'm in
lay, when we dance around
When the heavens hit the ground and we sing, that’s the story of a soul
I’ve seen it in the eyes of a child
Felt the heat of it
be a real one
This my story Here it go
Im a beast with horns on my head
Redrum all im seeing is death
Shrouded by lies so im watching my steps
Ima g
been removed
To the soul they left for dead
Don't listen to what the big bad world has said
Just clothe yourself in pancakes and bed sheets instead
Don't
by the river (ask around)
I got fishing poles on side of fishes
You gotta feel us
We the real goons, it's a difference
Took his soul away
Threw
Feel this in your soul
Riding with some heat cause my niggas down below
Don't want to join they soul but I miss them in this life
For them I'm a get
blow if I don’t blow up hoe
I don’t catch L’s, don’t give a fuck who throw ‘em
Left me to die, I fucked around died for real
Fell asleep hearing shit
blaze heat for chedder.
We better eat together or meet at the crossroad
Cause the lord knows it's murdr, hold those.
When yo casket close and yo soul
souls
To be incarcerated
The sins of this world
Is very much overrated
So, I spit for the souls of man
Fish for the souls of man
Bring'em back whole
destroy the mind, body, soul & then home
Take shelter with the Ruler of Names Keeper of the Kingdom…
Can you feel it? The heat of the flames & brimstone
He grabbed me by my neck and said, "Here's what we'll do.
We gotta lotta work here, me and you.
The souls of your friends you and I will claim.
You've
Until justice is served
Fuck 10+2, this shit is real
My people dying in the streets, shit is real
My people dying by police, really dying by the heat
toe to toe, rhyme for rhyme, blow for blow
We can throw
Badself
When I get busy, the crowd gets dizzy
And when I'm on the stage, the party people say,
toe to toe, rhyme for rhyme, blow for blow
We can throw
Badself
When I get busy, the crowd gets dizzy
And when I'm on the stage, the party people say,
the soul
So of course I'm gonna' be
Focused and driven, uh
Five-oh-five
You know we all see hard times
But somehow get by
We try to work for the better
We
the way I was livin'
Put myself at a distance
Content with what I was given
Your hate is fuel for the soul
So of course I'm gonna' be
Focused and driven, uh
to the place
Full of heat, in the fire
For we only brought disgrace
He is not the one. If they only knew
Hey Angel, will you take us
To the judgement
cutting my soul, by the one who had made me
I remember when people was countin' me out, I'm the one, cause I'm too on
I got family talking real crazy about
Real niggas get hit
Then they bodies get cold
Dead on the scene
Niggas losing the soul
This shit get dark
When you live by them codes
Put six in his
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