Lyrics:
disaster zone
The thought alone I cannot bear
And now that war has raised its ugly head
And all I can predict is woe yeah!
This claim for power paints
it's my love It's my Chicago
I thought I told you all they tell you is old news
And everyday's another issue like the windy city blues
I thought I
lead by example
Why in the hell would I go down to match you ?
I will trample
I will dismantle
I’ll rain on yo parade till it’s cancelled
Just like how
have I learned?
Surrounded by nothing but snakes and worms
What have I learned?
It don't matter when nobody take it, they is a concern
See the good in
to take a life again
You know I'll ride again
It's all the same (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Tell me who's gon' save me from myself
When this life is all I know
Ollie Buckks
Dope and I like it
Only with my homMie
Got real nigga in my DNA
Ain't no bitch in my DNA
[Pre-Chorus]:
You could tell by my eyes I
Listen, when I rap, boy, that shit poetical
I break rules, I have never been ethical
Need condoms, niggas all on my genitals
I'm the best, get it straight
just might be in your hood
Causin' havoc with my bros, and instill all to the good
Horse and carriage when I roll, it's sober hopin' so it's 'stood
I
it'll be, it'll be
So call me if you're in Chicago
If you're flying into town
Give me a call right outside of my place
And I promise I'll be right down
to do shit it just sits there like an illusion
People don't seem to get it it's like one big mass confusion
But they all know what an axe is so I have
confusion
But they all know what an axe is so I have a grand solution
Start a mass murder
One big execution
Just ask Trump and Hitler
It's all the same
I am the one to blame here and it’s hard to let you go
And now I can’t tell you how I feel
Mass is moving fast and I feel trapped I cannot deal
Losing
know who I be
Check it ...
I got that shit all you niggas just love to ride to
Funk for your trunk is what I provide you
So slide through your hood
That I didn't know the half of it
Till I hit the U.S.A.
No likely lass
In Boston, Mass.
From passion will recoil.
In Dallas, Tex.
They talk
What's Gioing On
It's Really Dangerous !
Anyone Before You
Has Been Where You Are !
I Know You Are Unaware
But I'll Tell You I'm Afraid
I'm Afraid
of your favorite plates (I miss you)
Well Dame told me tell you he's doin well
Due to the circumstances, it could've been Bellevue
But I ain't got
you 'cause you love my brother like you did
Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big
And if I die before your album drop I hope
me
I’m making this money for real but ain’t gonna stop till you tell me we all rich
I used to pray for them niggas but they switching sides so fuck it
I'ma tell y'all what I said, bro, he's versatile
He's most likely to fully blow up, very fast
And very soon because he's versatile
Um, he can do
me see the blood spray
We all gon' die off one day
I can get you with the knife right now
In ya throat and cut until mass on Sunday
Let me see
I keep an iron and a drake by the fireplace
If a nigga play I "Let It Ring" like when the choir sang
Everything thing I'm spitting super different
I can tell
I can tell, I can tell, I can tell
I can tell if you in it for the money
If you in it for the game, if you ready go dummy
I can't tell by
the Pope" to "Boyne Water" was all it would sound
Not one Papish bleat in it could e'er be found.
At a council of priests that was held the next day
They
the house
And me, y'all know who I be
Check it ...
I got that shit all you niggas just love to ride to
Funk for your trunk is what I provide you
So slide
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