Lyrics:
mercy
I got heart, I rip the party apart
From the seams and hem up like bell-bottom jeans
But you get done, you get blues like 501
Brothers are live
Nowadays niggas ain't the same
Everybody change so I keep my distance
Stay away from niggas
Me I go and get it by myself, never needed help
Keep
like this shit for us
It's allot of niggas real but its none like US!
Aye we done came from a lot, been through a lot we gone go through a lot
But that
Issues arise
And they're real hard to keep quiet
Read between the lines
And you might find the rhymes
Hidden inside
But on the outside
Is success
Ah yeah! feel the funk bay-be!
That’s right, this is called the basement!
And my man cl smooth kick it for you like this
From the heights, not
king
So she drove up in the ghetto looking to do her thing
Checking the brothers going crazy when the car skirts by the flow
I keep it real and peep it
of Gaithersburg, and you'll never know
What it means for a kid in his teens and his entire team
To go from open mics to actually living they dreams
This a "thank
with that
Family, ain't nothing strong as that
And I'll be posted up where the strong is at
Brothers by my side, city on my back, real heroes
That's
brothers still hustle drugs
I'm the unsung, did it for money, made the money, now I do it for fun
Music will forever be a part of me
I do this from
Dear Mr. President
The world has gone astray
Brothers are dying
They won't live to see today
Was it all worth it
You had to lie to get your way
South (uh, uh)
So if you're filthy stacked up, better watch your back and duck
'Cause these fiends, they got it cracked up
Now my man from up North,
ain't gon' lie it's one of the hardest things (this call in from a federal prison)
Couldn't stop that, that's how real you doin it
Anyway just be easy
shot from the free throw (For Real)
Keep her on her knees bro that Hoe love to deep throat (She A Freak)
Pussy why you creep though imma make that thing
city is no fun
There is no sun, and it's so dark
Sometimes I feel like I'm just bein' pulled apart
From each one of my limbs, by each one of my
keep tryin' to tell lil' bro to chill
But he always on pivot, for real
Never switch on with my guys, I love em
I ain't never switch up with my brothers
like that
I'm from the jungle, brother, and I got it like that
Yo, my life got me running through a maze like a white rat
I need a shot at ramming
like that
I'm from the jungle, brother, and I got it like that
Yo, my life got me running through a maze like a white rat
I need a shot at ramming
de cabrones, Keep it real !!!!
I feel like crying
Cause I see my brother falling down
Tears upon his face
As his body hits the ground
Every black is a beast and our women are cheap
And that brothers gettin' murdered is the way of the streets
That it's normal to die when we still in our
thousands that you keep inside them britches
Tell us bout your brothers and how none of them is snitches
They say no more no more love songs tell us something
That's like my brother, like same mother different father
Any problems dog know I got 'em
And still we grind from the bottom
Just to make it
not come in on Monday nights
You're in for a real treat, ladies and gentlemen
Give it to Mr. Hall
Rip out my soul from the depths of my flesh
it back
If I see her and I like her my nigga you never gon get it back
Treat my bruddas like family, I love em, now tell me how real is that
Keep it
painted just like the man
That Veta tryin not to bite his hand
But they need em to keep em life from they stand
Every night praying for praying go as far
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