Lyrics:
bitch full of estrogen
And when she gives you lemons nigga throw em at pedestrians
I still live in my grandmas house
Sell out a fuckin' show in London
when you live this way
No-no-no, no-no-no
I don't wanna die alone
Is you givin' out that pussy when I'm not at home?
I'm in the streets and you can
Don't want slow walkin'
Or sad singin'
Let 'em have a jubilee
I wanna leave a lot of happy women
A thinking pretty thoughts of me
I wanna live
Stockholm Syndrome hasn't kicked in
But I'm in favour
All I've got around me is a prison and my neighbours
Living in each other's pockets, all our lives
live for the funk, make the trunk jump
Get the gun, let the fun run, say whats up
Say I live for the funk, die by the drum
Say I live for the funk, die
Yo 'Pac yo, I heard you got beat up by the police
Got a big fat lawsuit and everything
Niggas just wanna know
If you still gon' be on some
footloose and fancy free
So jump back, make tracks, move out
An' let the pretty gals at me
I wanna live fast, love hard, die young
And leave a beautiful
still feelin' bored
'Cause my entire life is in discord
So wake me up when the pain is worth it
'Cause right now I feel like I'm worthless
Don't wanna
n****s in the wild life
Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life
Thinking he can make his pay
Too in a rush, n****s better slow down
'Cause
Don't want slow walkin'
Or sad singin'
Let 'em have a jubilee
I wanna leave a lot of happy women
A thinking pretty thoughts of me
I wanna live
niggas in the wild life
Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life
Thinking he can make his pay
Too in a rush, niggas better slow down
'Cause
And the pretty girls just happened to stop by in the hood
And they hop their pretty ass up on the hood of that pretty ass car
Without a wrinkle in today
'Cause
a mystery
I always got a pretty bitch with me
My bitch'll be like, "Come and get with me
Pretty please, I need some dick in me"
I get bad hoes and you
Get
speak the language my crew too live
I'm in my new rise
Success go to the believers, I make my Duas
I'm at the game, in dem' floor seats
You got dem' nose
make it stressful
You start keeping pace, they start changing up the tempo
Now, who is cat riding out on the town?
State trooper wanna stop him in
up and not down
Yea the face of a clown
Laughing at dem frowns
When the see me tryna make a rap
I clap the beat
Compound of flows I'm in my element
I've been to London, I know what it's like
Just keep your head down and you, you live your life
The worlds a circle with a cross inside
We're one
jump back, make tracks, move out
An' let the pretty gals at me
I wanna live fast, love hard, die young
And leave a beautiful memory
Went in there grabbed the bank teller wit the pretty face
Fuck her in the safe, and have her take me to my place
We'll make a kid but that's selfish
goes by in the wink of an eye
time waits for no one
you know I’m gonna love you
‘til the day I die
AFRAID OF THE DARK
(Peter Sando)
Your eyes were wide
her
We hit the strip where the neon lights live
Seen the heights of the rich and priceless
Got hitched in a pinch like wise men, Blacked out in
you hear me?)
Call me in the morning (yo)
Listen up lil' man, they call me Big Chip man, North London
I have fun with it, zoots and
London make
let it all go
I was always gonna live fast, die young
Slow down when you came along, yeah
Burn bright, burn out
But now you make me wanna live
Nasty birthday a week after, I'ma try to drop it same day
Long live them members, man, we don't say rest in peace
They live through me, Lump, Rico, 23,
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