Lyrics:
Tip a 40 and you know that we already baked
Spittin lyrics so sick that they devastate
Steady creepin and I'm ready to assassinate
Any stupid fake
In five
Four
Three
Two
One
And we're live
Welcome back everyone to our show
"Solve that problem"
We have our two contestants here
Contestant one
afraid to
Wear all my thoughts on my face
'Cause I
I'm ready to try
I'm ready to feel what it's like
To live life without dimming the lights
I'm ready
back the time
I left the lights on
The lights on
I'm ready to go
I'm ready to go will ya
Foot on the gas
Living so fast
Making it last yeah
Thought
as point and pull
I could've ended you
I'm not like none of these other rappers that brag about what they pretend to do
So let me fucking humble myself
God
While the wheel is spinning, spinning,
A rocket's just a slow bomb,
In my pocket is a new psalm,
And I'm ready to be winning, winning.
While
through the building
Continuing to build, I strive for perfection
Driven by the will to live, Glocks I hold
Shots I give, while searchers of rescue teams
It's Morcheeba and Roots Manuva
And we are together in unity
Into the furnace we blaze away
Forevermore
No doubt, this life
Ready to go left
the lanes
Ya boy is a freak he want some nasty ass thangs
Im a dog bitch barkin bread on you hoes
Get my snack ready cause im ready for some more
Never been
all of its monsters
I live by it die by this, its death before dishonour
Ave
They went and killed pops, how the fuck I’m ‘pose to live
Now I’m walking
false alarm
They want to do us harm like I'm nervous
Live inside a glass house
They want to bring us down
Then drag us out
It's all about niggas that
like it, bitch fuck, ho
Motherfucker (Yuh)
You mad cause I'm balling
(Ha) , life is a motherfucker
Short as a leprechaun, so hater
Live life a little
In the place that I lives
We gon' take this one over to 275 Halsted
384 Stuyvesant
We gon' take it over to 155 Morgan
141 Harrison
Just
and drown in it
Leave and retreat is the easiest
But I’m so tired of dreaming it
I know you hearing this
MEET ME IN CEPHEUS
Far as a receipt from CVS
But we
dissin' a
Unofficial that smoke Woolie Thai
I dropped out of Cooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Jungle survivor, fuck who's the live-r
My
world
There's so much tension
Let it out on the mic
Hear my confessions
Hear out my confessions now aye
Shit I'm just tryna keep it lowkey
Always by
devotion
It's somewhat a potion
It's like a hypnosis
But I am the notion
I'm coming from humble beginnings
I'm feeling your vibe and i'm winning
I wish I
makes her sick yo thoughts on my pillow
It's life you can handle it
Live by the gun and you gone
Die laying next to it
I live by the money hope
I get
Yeah yeah yeah
Look, it ain't nothing new they know what I'm tryna do
Too live with the crew we ain't coming with excuses
Outchea punching clocks
high or barely getting by
I wanna live a better life that be televised
I'm tired of living so deprived so I sever ties
I wanna get a chance to shine in
very hot
See it in your eyes.. niggas ready to die
But as long as I'm alive.. I'm puttin' this on my life
For niggas that ain't right.. they get it upon
the dance, do the d-) (yeah, check it out, yeah, now)
The grind never stops, like I'm running from the cops
It's hard to stay humble when you're force-fed
Sipping Henney by the pool
With two bitches on my two laps
If you coming with some bullshit
Just be ready for two slaps
I'm the best in the league
was skinny
Thought you would run up in me
I want you to come and see me
You Nigga's could never see me I'm Free
I came from a slave ship but not by
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