Lyrics:
if you a real one
I can’t check up on you cause you know I’m on the road
When you asked me if I love you man I should’ve told you no
When you with me
Sippin' on the mud, no money And I can do this by myself
Smokin' on the bud, no buddy I smoke from the top of the shelf
Showin' fake love, they don
left to travel
I know what this calls for
Where's my scalpel?
Operation cut
Like I'm bored sew my inner war up like corn, rows
My internal war
trust. I don't trust them myself.
Interviewer: And how long have you been writing for?
Blaise Bailey Finnegan III: Huh?
Interviewer: How long have
't let it)
Just don't let it
(Just don't let it)
Get the best of you
Now the only thing left is more spirit to roam free
'Cause ain't no goin' home for me
blessings
Turned Nick and Sam's into our own smoking section
Everything imported we don't smoke nothing domestic
Infidels that worked for Fidel with the road
the Wraith
Put 'em all in your face
Hundred bands for the bond when
My dawg caught his case
Wipe my hand by my head, to Allah
Where we pray
Don't do presi's
Sending me mixed signals, I don't know if you love me, or want me dead
I can't tell no mo' cause I'm so fucked up stressed out and I'm upset
I cant
meat
Chop his legs, left him dead, me winning, he can't stand to see
Got this shit up, started from nothing, so I don't need a key
Steppin' on these
Brain dead, and made of money, no future at all
Pull down the blinds and run for cover no future at all
Who would've thought it, that's where I am, no
don't like no lazy hoe
Left right left right
Make that ass switch bitch
She in love with the coco
She a Swiss Miss
Left right left right
That shit going
shoulders
Yo
Say oh eh oh
I chose this road
Try to fight for freedom but It's a never ending war
I looked for closure
But a brotherman can't be the same when
the government
I want them gone
They left me for dead
We'll see how good it is
When nothings left
Take their last breath
Enoch in the flesh
Let me rise up
Let them
to
For you a line I would cross
No matter the cost
As long I don't make it back to
Least I got My breath In my lung I'm okay
Afraid of being left so numb
death
Suffocate
Memories
Dragging me to the grave
Blinded by the words that you said
Did you love me or wanted me for dead
Treachery was the only
of fame
Focused and built a famous hall
You loosers left your hall of fame
To get the fame out of my hall
I drew attention got dead tired and rose
? That's the question
Hmm, my children
That was easy, so easy, uh
Loved ones say I don't love 'em
Make a nigga feel like nothin'
My bitch said we
Before I get ahead of myself again
I know the where but I still don't know the when
You wanna live in a one sided world
Be prepared for a whole world
is all overseen by my man will
As I walk through the valley shadow of death
I know that I ain't got much time left
And they don't really wanna see
of people, marching up the avenue
Doin? what they gotta do, just to get by
I'm living in the land of plenty and many
But I'm damn sure poor and I don
into the
Driver of an all-blue Buick
And what she saw next
Left her empty and cold
Her boyfriend of four years
Left dead on the road
She starring
pity
Falling for eternity
Through torment and self pity
By the time you find me, I will be long dead
Swinging from the ceiling, hanging on what you've
Smoke the dope, tabs on my head
Circle shrinking, now nobody left
Don't get it twisted, they wish I was dead
(They wish I was dead)
I'll be by your side
Oh I don't know
And it makes me scared
Because I'm falling in love
And I don't know if you feel the same
I'm taking this time to write you this
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