Lyrics:
arm on the Bay Bridge
And the other arm on the Golden Gate Bridge
With one hand bound by the Oakland ghetto
And the other held down by the weight
I tried to tell y’all this my cry for help
Ain’t got no shoulder to cry on probably cry by myself
You used to ride with me but now I’m riding by
bricks
Down in Camdon, we handlin' to D.C.
Chips on fights with China White's by they tight PP
Wanting PC but all they get is good dick or four clips
For
one arm on the Bay Bridge
And the other arm on the Golden Gate Bridge
With one hand bound by the Oakland ghetto
And the other held down by the weight
beef with the millimeter man
Lyric ´cause you´ll be the loser with a bullet in your head
Liedertexte with open arms and with open eyes I man walk my way
Beauty's in the eyes that behold it but my mind gets hazy and I can't control it
The not-so-wise man, Johnny, Jimmy and Jack
Make me settle for less
the woman whom I love",
screamed the man, with tearful eyes, to the deity above.
And so it was that very night his lover did return.
To his arms
we spent every night
I held you tight in my arms
We planned out our life
We survived every pipe bomb
Without sayin goodbye
By june I knew I loved you
service all night
But no service on my phone
Driving by the Eiffel Tower with
A bitch named Mona Lisa
Go duffle full of swisher sweets
Shoppin' up in
bullet snatch pots
And hot twats
Fully operational gats mmhmm
The uncanny, vilagialaty panty man
Crock, took by the hook of the candy man
Look, now
She feels that she own a golden vagina
So she only wanna rock with designers
Claiming she's a rare product
Even when, so many men, been inside her
Don't wanna be remembered as another man that lived
I sleep no more, dream with eyes open
No more pills and no more potion
No more being woken up
By
say frozen
So leave me alone, I'm unbroken
Outspoken, I stand by my word 'cause it's golden
Out here in the Pacific Ocean west coastin'
Don't let
on us, a world damaged by ergonomics, together, people linked by arms Taken up in response to a need to conquer
I stay flying over bullshit, like a ghost
They put our mask on the money so I mastermind
Don't mind the mess, I'm a mass, I ain't just rappin' rhymes
Jid really Jimmy Neutron mixin' a nuclear
on a butt cheek
But I don't throw ones
I told that bitch that I'm the one
I'm in my room playing COD
I feel like Bond with a golden gun
This nigga always
by taking the risks
I made sure we brought that suttin'
You man are on thin ice with all that ducking
Lord almighty, I check the scoreboard nightly
(CHORUS)
Who's the man with the powers of the gods
Who will take on all opponents like it was his normal job
Got these people up in arms to weaponize
One: U-God]
This rhyme you digest through the RZA console
Ask why I slam nine diagram pole
Raekwon dropped the bomb, Hunchback, Norte Dame
Golden Arms is
with precision
Unveiling evidence that this is no coincidence
We've been sent
Judge not by my skin color but my character's content
In no way is this
another man spills
Saint Stephen will remain
All he lost he shall regain
Seashore washed by the suds and foam
Been here so long, he's got to callin'
Black, White, Puerto-Rican, Chinese porn
Aes Rizzle born to freak it to the Thong Song
Hold dimes close with a king-kong arm
(Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh)
I don't
just a product with
A focus test of billions
And the test was unsuccessful so
We altered it's description
"Your safety now provided by the
Guys at RobCo
golden spirochete?
I'm oversee communication lines
One-weight prophets
Signals ingested with conversion charts
Young but not invisible lovers all
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