Lyrics:
philly nigga with a story to tell
Aw hell
Here we go again who putting in on bail
Imagine this
Scrappin nigga's by the lockers
While the white parents
they come n they influenced by the dumb shit man you know we aint wit any of the drama bitch man you take that shit down the road n its off if they go
payment a problem
Would have been kicked out anyway
Perhaps it's the work stress
No where to find money
Seven kids at home
How do you feed the family
Did
of this?
All these websites ruined by kids
Do they wanna get taught or get splinged?
Get them out of here, get the fling
Every second, something goes wrong
Opp niggas who love making diss nigga go suck dick
Y'all want us to spin check the score once again
None of us took a lost so y'all gotta do better
daddy
I know she love it here
Whatever happens happens
We just keep it here
Yeah
With yo fine ass
Baby put it in reverse
Rewind that
If its money in your
sweat, turn up the fan
I'm number one on Fred-bear's hit list
Time for the nightmares to go away
(Nobody told you? We're here to stay)
Enjoy your five
VO dude
Good kid turned to the goon
Good kid mad city where it's full of doom
Thinking of a way to make 6K by noon
Then do it again, they know I'm
And I know you went to that school in, like, D.C
The one the president's kids go to
So, like, how'd you end up here?
Money troubles? (stop)
(Come over
you!
You want to play with me? Sure, but here's a warning, kid!
I'll cast a shadow on you 'til you wonder whose footsteps you're followin'!
Raised in
boy, that's how we do
And they know we keep a blind eye to hide the truth
Who's the best American? Is it you?
And I say never love again, but I do
to get a title like Wu Killa Bee
Kid change your habit, you know I'm friends with the Abbott
Me and RZA Rob name printed in the tablet
Under vets, we
right here in my heart
I could never forget the day the lord took you to heaven
I was to young to understand at the age of seven
But ever since you left I
it’s sad that I had to dead a friend
Some are meant to change the world like Mr. Edison
Others in a trap only happy when they get head again
Here we go
man, won't you drop that shit
[ VERSE 1: Tony Rhome ]
Yo, here we go again
On the strength of L.O.D. I kick facts, and
Some are the reasons that
Twenty years ago a couple kids playing guitars singing in a band
Still here underground hashing it out still playing shows hanging with our friends
over, where did the time go
How am I grown? (oh how I am I?)
But now that I’m here, they will all say, “Pipe down and do what you’re told”
But I’m like,
back, you're pissed
Keep running your mouth
I'll run in your house and kidnap your kids
Faith like Evans
I'm a survivor, pricks wanna send but get 187
By
hustling, Boss
Yeah, you gotta pay for this
I remember when I used to pray for this
This, this is classic, so shit you might never see again
And we
respect, lil' bitch
I paved the way
Two strikes, if I get caught again
My bitch gon' take the case
She gon' take the bat, I can't strike out
I got kids
where and when
You see a little kid when I'm playing around
Not the pride that hid, here beating you down
When he's in control, he'll take the crown
I'm
the cops come by, nigga
Hopefully it's not the day somebody dyin', nigga
I don't wanna see another mother cry
I don't wanna see another mother cry
Can we
its getting deep into my mind
I took seven hits off that bud called kind
Close my eyes, my mind starts jogging
Here I go again, man, I'm mind
[B.G.]
Baby gangsta got an A.K.
With 50 shots for that ass
We play it raw on V.L.
If you lame you can't last
No hesitation in my trigga finga is
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