Lyrics:
mercenary searching for purpose with every script that I lay
So my spirit soars while my corpse will sit an decay
I could end up dead tomorrow so I live for
Back in the days, into the chamber 36
Big Tig' putting it down in dirty mix
Provided by EQ
Test me and my crew, guarantee you lose
Man your whole crew
he wasn't giving me my props in Oaktown
Random
In other words
I'm Dr Evil off the Henny
Got a gallon by the way
And we gone sip it till it's empty
Body
lonely
Park dom live long stay pozi
O.p.s.i.t.p
Ou's parking swak in the pozi
Durban, cpt, jozi
We parking dom at pozi
O.p.s.i.t.p
No gwaaiz no dop by
whaddup to all my thug-lawn, niggaz in plush cars
Rikers Island killers with rug scars, police fuck y'all (Yeah)
Live niggaz, I love y'all for
from Far Rock hoppin'
Over the turnstile
To set up shop up top by the Jamaican spot
My joints have been a
Bop, from vinyl, cassettes, cDs and streams
Don't ask me for my name or my number
Love don't live here try again in like December
I don't wanna go on dates, just leave me be let me simmer
I
I'm sorry you had to hear all this business, he started running that tape.... I've just been
sitting in here on my own, being variously.... twiddling
hide, won't run away
I'm turnt and I'm still going live
No strings attached and we only got ties
Told my baby girl I'm with the gang I'm outside
Nothing
Nigga better keep it P, for I fap his man
I done took a bunch of L's, now I'm tryna get a win
Made a couple plays, now I'm linkin' up with twin
Got
Dumb lil hoe she bad as fuck
But I think that she shy with it
And I'm the type to hop behind the wheel
And let it drive me nigga
Free my brother,
Brothers got live in the park. Shoutouts to the elders who put in mad work mad love and respect to my elder kool herc.
(Chorus)
Kid Creole was the first
really didn't mean
Basically for my entire existence as a teen
It's been 27 years since my birth here on the planet
And I know that at times you think I've
words like poetry
My haters pray for my downfall
By givin fake love supposedly
And I still remember the things you said
I think about you every night
infrared nigga, dead eye
Aimin' at the sky's limit, jumpin' in, we all in it
The good life, tryin'' ta live it
Yo whaddup to all my thug-lawn, niggaz
ever)
Long live the real forever (Forever)
December 14, 2014
Last day I saw my nigga James
Remember that day like yesterday
It was all love
You never
call it ah drive by
Roll the window up park up and hot box
They don't want problems on Opp block
We don't pull up on niggas we top opps (Like)
(We don't
these days
I'm satisfied with a simple life
I don't need any more than you by my side
We are not defined by what we do to survive
We're just lucky that
the tree
Money ain't gone grow by itself, I had to go and eat
Pullin' from my rib, yeah you gotta get me to sleep uhh
Barbecue the fingers, the blood it
Or whoever you're talking to, Tesla - whoever you're talking to
Problems of the future can be solved by mankind because you create them
And you have
With my hood on and my windows down
Ask your girl I'm the realest nigga she been around
When I pull up in something new and park it by the haters
Fo' a pop his top
And if i live right by this Glock
He gone snatch up bout every shot
Catching bullets
Choppas fully
We some bullies
They some rookies
am
December nights, all cuddled up
Warmed by the fire and sharin' a cup
Of hot cocoa and laughin' at old photos
Spanish guitars, sand and the sea
and tired of this acting shit
It's time I started actin' arrogant
Yeah, I'm passing these rappers like bye bye
Shooting these shots like a drive by
In my
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