Lyrics:
Forever wild from the cradle to the grave
Kid, watch your back, one time's comin' always (Yeah)
They lock me up for 12 days, I can't comprehend
Now
Summer's over, back to class, way before I had a sedan
Hit the bus stop and then glanced at the kids and then bam
I saw Brittany for the first time, I was
abuse
We've been derailed but now we got nothing to lose
We got that old school swagger for the kids that still think it's cool
This is our call to arms
My winter nights are taken up by static
Stress and holiday shopping traffic
But I close my eyes and I'm somewhere else
Just like magic
In my heart
bombs, and word to mom, I'ma blow his arms
Six shot rhyme, my forty-four is made by ? arms
I put some diss in the steps, and damage all your reps
My testimony starts losin a homie behind somethin phony
Flippin those zonie's for Rice A Roni
Lifted by my lonely for only brother to take, well
Hey, I've missed you
I've been thinking about you... alot
Goodness gracious man, we out here
Thinking about
Say word
Touching you
The kid came in
day is burning
I'm tangled up in sheets and my hair is burnt
The heat is hurting
As soon as I'm awake I'm aware
My body is in protest
My arms can't
Zombies
Chased me
In my dreams last night
Arms outstretched for brains
I'm a kid and I'm afraid woah oh
I wake in a cold sweat
My heart's beating out my
King Jesus, every word that you say
I’ll tell em bout my pain, but also that I’m healed by your grace
Ima bring it gritty, but keep it real clean
Ima
was once in your arms
But then I fucked it up
A couple kids in the dark
With poison in a cup
A dagger right to the heart hush now, Juliet
There's
Pat me on the back i want the rep
I sneak into a yard while him, his wife and his kids in bed
2 arms 2 legs too lazy to get it myself I take yours
So you’ll get it how you live uh
Really ain’t fuckin with the kid
Motherfuckin Vince Carter - arm in the rim
Exhale of marijuana
Keep it hot juss like
Did you think about me
Yeah them thoughts come often
You couldn't read
But erase the truth
I'm back in your arms
In the place where I belong
You
that sacred ground his childhood home
Home
The Northern Lights shine down on him and they don't care what he has done
cnd the arms of the Northern
that sacred ground his childhood home
Home
The Northern Lights shine down on him and they don't care what he has done
cnd the arms of the Northern
they ought ta good,
There lived a lil' boy who was misled,
By another little boy and this is what he said:
"Me & you tonight are gonna make some cash,
(Uh uh ah) Let me put my arms around your head
(Dom do ah) Gee, it's hot, let's go to bed
Don't forget to turn on the light
Don't laugh babe, it'll
the ho up
You bogus running out on your kids my nigga grow up
For God's sake, like a wedding, cutting large cake
For large stakes let the hammer bang
the ho up
You bogus running out on your kids my nigga grow up
For God's sake, like a wedding, cutting large cake
For large stakes let the hammer bang
(Uh uh ah) Let me put my arms around your head
(Dom do ah) Gee, it's hot, let's go to bed
Don't forget to turn on the light
Don't laugh babe, it'll
embrace with open arms what karma's bringin' to me
Hope y'all embrace these bombs in this movie
Thirty years plus since Bus grabbed the microphone
kids'll throw rocks at your hearse
'Cause you lie too much you ain't got no gat at your arms reach
Just aimed it at your headpiece now you pissin' in your
ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight, incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans
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