Lyrics:
we can
Physically, you was killed by the weapons of man
But where you at now, you lamp, laid and max now
Where Bravehearts put they rap down in
laugh
I woke up and went and got it, and now they forever mad
How can you hate me where I came from
When just a year ago I was the same one
Them dudes
from 100 by 7s and forwards by 3s
They look at each other and shrug
Okay man, one exit down there's a truck stop
Officially, that's the end of our
knows what
I would've done if I wasn't locked
Up right now as soon as
I found out, I told them to just lock me in
And I've basically just been by myself
free
(2x)
V40 Woman 3
New lives for them, had just begun.
Group
A new bell for women they had rung!
V41 Lead
From more than 100 years ago, this
the holes that you burned in me
At six years old and you know
He never walks away
He never asks for money
He takes care of me
He loves me
Piece by
a go
Gave her that dick now she beggin for more
Pay me a millie, yo bitch load is illie
But I ain't got, still got 100 to go
And I do it, I does it
I
think LeBron did it
Your bitch tryna take my Ksubi's off
'cause Travis Scott did it
Me, I'm pourin' up purple syrup
You be pine sippin'
First it was
(Still drive in my Ac'.)
Took two years off. (Took two years off.)
Just to raise my cup. (Just to raise my cup.)
Worth a hundred fucking men. (Worth
year they had to ask now they know who we are
Boss shit, walk in the building, I own shit
You can tell by who I'm on the phone with
Yeah nigga talking
The Greatest show on Earth is the great show on Earth
One hundred year rehearsals staged terminals dry mouth from the first
Unobtainable quench
and
Brotherhood, Yeah, Its a Brotherhood
Loyalty and Respect we keep it 3 hundred just as a brother should
We from the the East, reside outta Linwood yeah yah
I gotta keep a pipe that will take a nigga's life
And all them races on my bike, police chases from the racist in the night
Now, I'm with my niggas
fought we wrought, and let's annoint'
Now you're bein persecuted by that universal court court court
Iron hell with the strong blend of rape and blend
The start of today's
Big event: the final of the Mens'
Being Eaten By A Crocodile event i'm standing
Now by the crocodile pit where-
(crunching, screams,
I'm shaking your hand, I did that by mistake
Travis Scott, Rager, I'm here for the stage
Feeling like Thugger, My slimes ain't afraid
TMZ News, They
one hundred
So tired of mixed love and bullshit
And keep keepin it comin
Damn right he came up from nothin
But now he's got money
And he's feedin his
from, it be like run your coat black
Jupiter, keeps her fat beats by the pack
Where I'm from, nappy hair is life
We be reading Marx where I'm from
A hundred years after that…fucked
A hundred years after you get free you still getting fucked out of jobs
And shot at by police you see what I'm saying
Cuz
forever in my D-Boy ways
So dope, blue jeans, new J's
Sold dope by any means all day
Been winning so many years
And the future is bright
Now it's
in the cold
But real niggaz never fall, if I'm a hundred years old
I'm still gonna murder you 'cause mob niggaz don't die
We can be shot at, battered
nothing holding me back
I come from the sin city you know that
Seven hundred and two put your hands up if you had my back
Been rapping one year and yeah we
the holes that you burned in me
At six years old and you know
He never walks away
He never asks for money
He takes care of me
He loves me
Piece by
is always complaining
My boss, he treats me so bogus
I got two more years
Then i'll be done
So right now I need to stay focused
I can't wait to get
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