Lyrics:
bench 'em, dawg i'm hot
I might bench a nigga
Lemme catch my rhythm in my spot
I might bench a nigga
Make his clock expire, watch em rot
Hol' up
Fuck you
you, I'm not that kind to say that
I spent my lights in the streets with beef crooks
shook cats get lifted off thier feet with heat
nobody loves, you can
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
Shiverin' and his clothes wet
Panickin' cause he's damaged
Has trauma that he don't know yet
There's blood on his hands
By the age of fifteen
The child has
searching and I'm a come up now
My soul is lifted no more tears to cry
Finally finding my place of where I can fly
Man I would settle for walking on water
Yeah
Yeahyeahyeahyeahyeah
I live for the day when things are alright
Problems on the low cause I keep them all tight
Step-by-step i know we all have
Tired of hunting
My own kind
But retiring nothing
Tires are steady screeching, the driver is rubbing
Hands on the wheel, who said we wasn't
Dying
to pick shit up
Let's get started
We are coming
Hands up don't shoot
You are in violation of Minneapolis curfew
Please disperse or you will be arrested
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
even feel
When surrounded by challengers trying to phucc up your deal
Never kneel for no one but God, we the same kind
All for the hook up most folding
you heard
Im almost famous now like up to A list now
Like turn the celly on before the plane get down so I can make a dial
But still Im rocking hand me
fly again
That I could raise it up and go to see my friends
I threw in the towel and quit
And I collapsed into a fit
And Yoda lifted it up with his hand
and the grace
You come to pick up the fragments of what was this place
You are the shield surrounding my life
You are the one who lifts my head high
I call to you
of your life
But chances are we won't be talking by the end of tonight
God I'm a fuck up man why do I do this
I could end it all now this pipe in my right
the Iceni:]
In the aftermath of our defeat at Mandeussedum, I was captured by Romans with
a veiled intent... (though three of them died at my hands in
the curse is lifted I can open up the vault (Yup)
Now that the spirit’s lifted I can spit out every word (Uh)
Now that the chains are broken I can tour
an iron fist
The "R.B.H."
Better known as
The Royal Black Hand
My wife's name is Anil
Which is short for Annihilation
And she lives up to her name
Don't let
wrong
Are you listening
I lift up my hands and say
Is this the only way
I have a rebel mind set
I'm not a govern side pet
Pistolas aputadas por error
Nos
the night
When we first met I put my
Hand up your thigh
This girl so wet .. take her
Soul to the sky
If she would let me so remember the time, we
Can
your all
Rise up, when your back is up against the wall
Rise
You see struggle, struggle has
No color, no color
In the midst of crisis
You are my sister
rather disappear
Than stay by my side
There's a bridge in collide
It can't held it right
The strings she lifted me up with
Were fake like her "love you's"
in the mirror and someone new was there
But I was as helpless as a chess piece
When I was lifted up by someone's hand
And delivered from the corner
Bounce bounce
Unannounced
Voices in my head are loud
Ouch Ouch
Finding out
Threw up on your mother's couch
Sick kid
Addicted
Living with the ignorant
lifted as fall on my knee
When in danger I don’t fall back no I stay strong in the face of that
What I got on me is for I only snatch that from me imma
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