Lyrics:
dirty Bill Laimbeer style
Through great mercy Spirit-filled and dear child
Went from so gritty to headed to a gold city
In Christ I shine, the world's
the million dollar bill folded with green blinds
Chairs is a hundreds for shams I run that hole in quickies
Dollar bills is 'intendos the windows is folded
the million dollar bill folded with green blinds
Chairs is a hundreds for shams I run that hole in quickies
Dollar bills is 'intendos the windows is folded
Bill, but call me Chuckie
Fifth Ward hard bitch, play hero and buck me
Cause I'm known to pull your skull out
Grip a motherfucker by his neck
Bill, but call me Chuckie
Fifth Ward hard bitch, play hero and buck me
Cause I'm known to pull your skull out
Grip a motherfucker by his neck
In a land the Spanish once had called the Northern Mystery,
Where rivers run and disappear the mustang still is free.
By the Devil's wash
devils devour
I'm getting paid hour by the hour
Hoping for the towers high as a plane sour
My amplifier louder I'm singing n rapping in the shower
Catch
Do not use any cellular or G-P-S devices!
Surrender all weapons at once!
Attention! This way to the camps!
I woke up in a black FEMA box
Darkness
it ain't nothin' but the money flow in this camp
And if you fuck me, you'll forever wear a stamp
So watch your back and prepare for the hitman
Life
me in a chair and let me burn
But go to prison on a murder rap, fuck that
I refuse to be a visitor in state's camp
So I broke and left behind all
it on.
I smack him back down, yo dope, word is bond.
I know you want a piece of the champ,
But you roll too weak, you couldn't make it in my camp
of revelations
In an arbor by the side of the road
Old brush arbors by the side of the road
Where a sinner could lay down his heavy load
It was in those old brush
Hello, could I speak with, Bushwick Bill?
Hello, this is Bushwick, motherfucking Bill
Yes sir, I'm calling to inform you that you have been
dazzled by a room
Of newsmen. Sally keep the faith, let's hope this war ends soon
In a damaged prison camp where they no longer had command
They shook
(on the track boy)
I've been feelin' like I'm stranded
I'm standin' alone by myself
Now I've been talkin' to
Myself, feelin' blocked, uh
And I don't
the sealed shield from the pint bill
Deep is the pit that you fall in when you're worried
And joy takes long to arrive like a lorry
You're not worried, you're
pay yo bills you ain’t behind
Validate yo execution this your time to shine
Pride Love and Joy Nigga read between the lines
Pride love and Joy sign in
the wolves
Chill with the vamps
Smoke for the snakes
Watch em in the camp
I watch the moon
Anxious to rest
Opportunity always looking for the next
Bills going
Do you ever feel
Like this shit ain't real?
I'm having nightmare
While I'm wide awake
Feel's like I'm drowning
In the middle of
Camp Crystal Lake
fight
Crashing bodies and throwin'em in the trash
Grab their pens and pads and shove it up their ass
Fuck the media...
[Bushwick Bill
you need to look at
All those merry times
When the rest of the year, it was tough to survive
We live in a "nosedive", "black mirror" style
Paying bills
the explosion from the day after
Bit by the vampire, worked for the mobster
Two to the head - and now you swimmin with the lobsters
We got'cha got'cha, set up in
Eat the beat like meal my God he took the bill
I done thrashed a couple times I'm grinding (yeah yeah)
With the 3 just like I'm chance
In the ring
could you judge when you know it pays the bills?
How could you judge when you don't know how to raise the skill?
How could you judge when you don't have
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