Lyrics:
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I'll give all I got with a Last Resort
From the shadows brought forth here, I come
Everybody knows the name Umbreon
Darkest Eeveelution in all
Wake up and I roll my blunt, smoke it by the morning sun
Fog in my eye as i wake up, lick my spliff and then light up
Still i wait for the day
it
You know you got it on
The one's and the two's
My man's in there, doing what it do's
I'm from Maryland, in your system like heroin
This is how we do
of aggregation
You're called the people in
A life of demonstration
We've gotta change the
World before annihilation
I'm gonna get a rifle and I'm gonna get a gun
I
gun staples in your back
Hung from a tree with rusty nails in your rectum crack
Chorus: cool Keith (repeat 3X)
I get personal direct
Whatchu 'bout to do? Bleed!
(3, 1, 3) Y'all don't run the streets, the streets run you
Put a gun to your kids, "Art of War" Sun-Tzu
In the jungle stay
you want to be him?
And your real self sings the song. Do you want to free him?
No one to help you get up steam
and the whirlpool turns you `way
There lives a jolly bird in the back yard of our home
We got him from the marketplace he prefers being alone
Day by day in every way good luck he's
There lives a jolly bird in the back yard of our home
We got him from the marketplace he prefers being alone
Day by day in every way good luck he's
down
I run this shit now
I'm on the come up
Workin' every night until the sun up
Got my guns up I'm a stunner
This to easy bread and Butter
I am comin'
awake and I pray that the morning will come
It never did come
I'm over the moon but I'm hot like the sun
Percussions your body it bounce like a drum
She
All of us about to get bun, it can be a knife or big gun
Some can see the sun going down, some can’t see the morning one
Death been taking many men
know me from my old days
I know you wonderin' about my spirit and my old ways!
You hearin' me spittin' the piece of mind, got you froze in time
the motherfuckin' blunt in your pocket, loc
'Cause Doggy Dogg is all about the Zig-Zag smoke
See it's a West Coast thing, where I'm from
And if you want some, get
the motherfuckin' blunt in your pocket, loc
'Cause Doggy Dogg is all about the Zig-Zag smoke
See it's a West Coast thing, where I'm from
And if you want some, get
'm high-calibre
Yanking my machete from your
Head like it's Excalibur
No mercy mercenary
I'll take you down like cattle when
My true forte's in 2Fort playing
hear that shit this evening
y'all niggaz best believe in
Guerilla warfare
Lets creep across the cemetery how they get there
I tell ya was this nigga from
Pushing to love as one
Consciousness here we come
Uniting must be fun
We dancing in the sun
Spray you water guns
No harm to anyone
We are the chosen ones
wrote a song about my favorite wonder of this planet, it was you
Get you a palace in the sun
Me and you, we can do whatever
I buy you a palace in the sun
if you love your life, forget the strife
We rock from night, until morning
[Repeat x4]
Get your back up off the wall
Can't afford to miss
That way I'll find you in the morning sun
And when the night is new
I'll be looking at the moon
But I'll be seeing you
There's a somebody I’m longing
trust
But like lleullo in a bill my feelings just get crushed
But that's why I stick with my duns like I stick with the guns
Don't get mad rip your
island
Okay, I wanna took you out to Bali or Pattaya on a private
Woke up by the side of yours, sun beamin’
And get away from everything, mad dreamin’
Orleans whoadie duckin' them Warrants
You get stung by my MAC like a batch of Hornets
Time is splurge like the San Antonio Spurs
I got rings like a Laker
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