Lyrics:
I’m never short of breath
When getting feelings off my chest
I pray you never sleep at night
From all those days I couldn’t rest
I remember all them
Its automatic when I'm in the fuckin building
Microphone muthafuckin fiend nigguh geah
Game don't change its the nigguhz that change
Precipitation
the culture?"
"Why don't you bring it back to the Bentleys"
"That old school club, not the car"
By the way, can I hold your show?
Gottz pour out some
'm sorry everybody
I can't turn down my tunes
When I be off the shrooms
Feel like I'm not in the room by myself
Millions we gone get it soon
Automatic
to carry on, carry on
Big megalodon that shit they be on
Ain't keeping me strong
All night long
She's singing it ain't my song
But I play it
Can't remember
brother man'll cut your hands off
Relapse
Bitch, ay, fuck a band, get it ten by ten, I'm on ten ten
Getting head wit my Timb's on in her bed
Oh, you
'll give you something to remember me by
From the a.m. to the p.m
I put it on him when I see him
This weekend ain't strictly for the weekend
We can
when I’m with the fellas for game night
And I remember being broke like it was yesterday
And I remember walking round with the same pair of J’s
And I
games, nigga lose it all
2908 apartment 4, I remember
We were trappin' in and out the dope, I remember
Miss Shirley's house breakin' down them things,
king ‘cause I wreck ‘em
Polish ‘em with my septum
Trap ‘em when I catch ‘em
Put motion sensors in they rectum
And then I send ‘em through so
They can
when we're left behind
He knew Jean drowned in her heart hung by a nail on the wall
By a pic of dad before the war. He knew one day it would fall
She
butcher my bars; Billie with Hughie
But like Eddie Brock, venom consume me
When I get fed up with internet pussies
Like a new whip, I start when they push
ready
Keep some killers by my side and some riders by the telli
I'm ready to do now, who now, you now
Eddie wasn't ready when they drew that, booyow
yeah he run the fucking town
And he in the field running fucking routes
So much money yeah it's hard to fucking count
I remember days when they used
contrast so it's layers to my writin'
God fearin', but I'm Guy Fisher
Yeah, God hearin', but I'm gone fishin'
I'm an artist, drug dealer, foreign car keys
that old hip-hop
Catch this! Hot Nix'
You know? Big tits
I love my brother to death, nigga pussy to the rest
Shared a pair of Guess and an Eddie
(Taji say wassup)
Yeah, yeah
(Evan can't be touched)
Ooh, ooh
Oh Lil Eddie
Yeah
She give mouth to relieve tension
I call that oral solution
They
at home thats gone hate my achievements
Saying we go way back
I don't know you n*****
Acting hella funny when I see you
Ima show you n*****
Don't remember
rhyme or song
(O.C) The Master won't steer you wrong when he's
Rockin it... rockin it!
(Crazy Eddie) In my opinion, no.1 protege
(Crazy Eddie) There
for power
I was a little nigga
Couldn't stay out late I was sour
So I sat by the window, heard the DJ cut
Impeach the Pres, Apache, and just begun
someone else
Father forgive me I fucked up a blessing
When ever I fall you the only one catch me
Let's change the subject, I gave a confession
You put
There are nights when I'm in my bed
Fear, like a freight train, runnin' through my head
Watch a man in the county seat
Bring a gavel down
stop
[Chorus - 2x]
[Z-Ro]
My nigga Herman Fisher doing fed time
I remember like it was yesterday, it made the headlines, damn
I had to start all over,
and put me down
I just won't stand for your foolin' around
Oh-no, ah—ah, I don't dig you no more
Remember baby, when we first met
You said you'd be my by
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