Lyrics:
lil' niggas so bummy (21)
Make a diss song, they gon' wrap you like a mummy
My young niggas geekin' on food like zombies
They hungry, up it on you
had to fly, got a better view
Blessed with this mouth, cuz of two reasons
For your bitch and my songs, I'm just too freezing
Fuck the Zombies, this is
page, one moment in time
For this cat to stand on the front line
One song to change one youth's mind
It's not only mine, but it's all of ours so let's
happen left the flooring incomplete
For her to say go get a job standing on floors put in by me
I'm still up in here
I'm hanging by a thread
Mary Jane
close, hold her as close as she'll let you
csk her to fly
Go on and take her by the hand
cnd don't let her go
Cause you'll never know when the song's
Uh-huh, okay, murder!
Wake up in the morning, hit the porch and puff a doobie
Wake and baking got me coughing up a lugie
Make a quick by most
Uh-huh, okay, murder!
Wake up in the morning, hit the porch and puff a doobie
Wake and baking got me coughing up a lugie
Make a quick by most
This shiny piece of shit on my wrist, that's another hundred
The type to introduce you to your bitch, then take her from you
Nah, we don't do no
afraid, momma cries
God packed his bags and said, "Bye-bye"
God packed her bags and said, "Bye-bye"
Why, why, why?
Before it's all said and done, I'ma
thinking to herself like
I wish I was with that nigga
chorus:
If you at home lettin' her go out alone (lone)
then I'ma take yo bitch
and if she keep jockin'
Bro you just smoked an empty cone
Inhaling all the lighter fumes and shit
2021
Year of the zombies
Heads stuck in their phones
Follows and likes
with melanin
Back in the days of slaves she packin' like harriet tubman
Her arms are long and she moves like song
Feet with corns, hand with callouses
to the spider, we're spinning in her thread
No way to survive her, caught in her web
Shackled minds by constitution
Dominating prosecution
In the end the solution
This existence hanging by a thread
I drown my pleasure in her lower belly
Hugging our latest passion
Merged with black candles
Around our dismal bed
I
Can she make a pudding well, Charming Billy?
She can make a pudding well, I can tell it by the smell
But she's a young thing and cannot leave her
lyin
Tryin to dig deeper like I'm minin
Met her back on black ops 1 zombies
Thought she sounded cute in the lobby
I can never handle things calmly
Hook
They really fucked up
They left me in the gulag by myself
They fucked up
I keep it real with the demons
Im just fucked up
I’ve been crazy off
a child
Let the rain fall down upon her
She’s a free and gentle flower growin’ wild
And if by chance I should hold her, hold her
Let me, let me hold her
love her.
Play me that song, play me that song again
Cause I like to think there's someone there
Who might love me just like that,
So play me that
Most of my killers got fades or dreads Ima real G standin by what i said
Keep a bad bitch just to lay dine for bed fuck her and go ima leave her on read
I can't get no sleep I'm always on go
I don't like her I one night her fuck these hoes
I get paper wrist got glaciers cause it's froze
I'm the best
tomorrow love sweet by and by
For the child who is coming and for dreams that come true
Sing a song for each other for me and for you
Sing a song for all
swagger was her dagger; she sashayed my way and gave me her math told me told to call her. I lured into her trap. Hypnotize by beauty this short cutie said
today,
By agents of Her Majesty's Government, with a plastic bullet.
They say that plastic bullets were designed not to kill,
They do.
I say that human
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