Lyrics:
More need I say no more
Life is just a chore
Bored
Out my mind blood leaking from my thighs
Signs of future actions ignored by the like
Eighty percent I
jewels to stunt no more, call me mineral investor
I buy shit I can pass down like all of my ancestors
Big diamonds, big gold for the whole world to see
mind, in this tranquil dreamscape (Dreamscape)
I'm haunted by the night memories we made (Made)
And the pain of losing you will never ever fade (Fade)
hurtin'
A week after she got shot, Meg was back twerkin' (body-ody-ody-ody)
Been a crazy year, wouldn't you say?
Found out Jada Pinkett gave Will Smith
good baby you lose some you gain some
But I don't want to gain no more you know what I'm saying?
I'm chilling right now you know what I'm
featuring K Dee and K.B.
Devin:
Uh rollin' car not stolen
Probably never will be it's much too old and
Smokin' weed feelin'
featuring Silkk
Wuz up y'all wuz up soldiers? This M P The Colonel.
We ain't no rookies at makin records
Mystikal Silkk
[Fearless Four]
Ahhh... Fearless Four... Well, I'll be back for more...
They're here!
DLB (hu huh hah ha)
Tito (ha hah, ha hah)
Mike see (hey
skill tank is empty and my shit is full
Went to school unleaded
No one in this world ever said it, get beheaded by the crew dreaded
MC dicer,
Teach his ass a lesson
Let me grab my smith & wesson
Watch who you are pressing baby this is no confession
My life your are testing it’s nothing to play
quit
With you by my side, I feel so alive
Night drive, let's do it again, let's thrive
Yeah, we're rolling down
The wind, I feel the breeze
City lights,
how I try
It's more than I can say
And when I've needed you
You've always been there for me
Been my friend and stood by me
And held me as you
the levels and the rules of the game is
Then the world ain't no trick no more, the world is a game to be played
So now we lookin' at the world, from like,
This is Monsta's Ink!
M-m-m-m-Monsta!
No Penicillin my pen is sealin ya fate
Uh huh!
No Penicillin my pen is sealin ya fate
M-m-m-m-Monsta!
No
up i'mma pop, cyst!
You talkin' on me but just stop, bitch!
I got the key, no lock smith
I'm beating you dead with a sock, it's stiff
I ain't talkin'
to his grandmother (cray)
I get it, I see why she let August Alsina fuck her (okay)
Either way she got Will Smith lookin' like a sucker (she do)
He
American boys
Named Perry and Dick
Who will spin the thread of life
And who will determine the span
And who will cut the thread?
Knife in hand
Perry Smith
Brownsville's Jesus, white and blue Adidas
Got more knowledge than them Poor Righteous Teachers
Clarence Smith, Stan Smith, 13X's
Some will overstand but
the levels and the rules of the game is
Then the world ain't no trick no more, the world is a game to be played
So now we lookin' at the world, from like,
this please
Man you're wack
Your best track was mixed by
Featuring me!
And I did the art
believe it or become like the wind
And blow with the seasons, study the reasons
Ain't no reason more important than my family eating
Ain't no beat that's
featuring Keith Murray Redman
Whoop Whoop(8x)
[Redman]
Funky dilemmas destroy mc's by process of elimanation
Ghetto linger
a breeze.
The concepts will confuse you
But all of them are there to get used by you.
If you wanna give up refuse to
And force yourself to go to all
fresh prince hitting Will Smith moves
Would've hit the NBA if I had hit 6'2 (hell yeah)
A nigga never hit it but I made hits
Wasn't mixed down so I
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