Lyrics:
motherfuckers losing" type of shit
Like all you haters, look at what the fuck I'm doing
All my favorite rappers not amusing
And I love my funny stuff, I hope
Put on the full armor of God, keep that 'istol by yo side
Never know what's 'round the corner when the Devil's lurkin'
Gotta treat yo people right,
day I don't sleep no
I don't even know what I got sheets for
Them pillow cases and bed frames oh nah take that, don't need those
So high I don't get
I can almost taste it
This shit makes no sense to me
What does it all mean?
I can almost taste it
I can almost see it
This shit makes no sense
verse
Converse with the worst til one
Of our gun burst callin Archurelli
Tell him niggas in one hearse
'Cus Compton ain't like the city of commerce
No
gon cop a feelllll
Then I disappear like I’m David Copperfield
I ain’t no Doctor Phillll
But I love popping pillsss
I know the game like Belicheck You
just wishful thinking through it
And I know You are the God of no confusion
But You know it's been a lot of pick and choosing
No I haven't made
downtown with David Elliot
[Reporter David Elliot]
This is disgusting!
[E] David, are you there?
[D] Yes, I'm here, Eric
[E] Yeah, what seems to be
(Let me tell 'em what it is)
Intellect music (Let me tell 'em what it is)
This is African music (Let me tell 'em what it is)
Ghetto child music (Can I
everybody needs
And everyone should know
If you find a love like theirs
You never let it go
I want a love like David and Patsy
A love that rocks my soul
David
South side, know what I'm talkin bout?
Yeah, Yeah
We gon' blow this bitch up
[Hook - David Banner]
Man we still comin down, and we still grippin
you give peace
That surpasses all my understanding
I lean on you
Lord I breathe for you
So there's no reason why I can't
Sing like David did
Praying
thirst
[Method Man]
No doubt dummy out
bets pull the money out
niggas walk a funny route
this is what its all about?
young guns
of all You do
So I won’t stop until I drop, imma praise like David do
No cap, no cap, no cap
Ah God is good, just know that
The old has past and you’re
Uh, uh, uh, uhhh, uh, uh, uh, uhhh
Sex is what I'm talkin 'bout
Sex is what I'm talkin 'bout
Ahhh
I'm not gonna hold on, no
I ain't talkin 'bout
budget
Trust me I keep it 100
I could really use
Some fucking loving
You'll wed again
Is what I got told by a friend
But if you ask me how I feel
To keep
really not to, uhm, not to speak
If I speak I am in, in big trouble)
(Wooo)
This is what I meant when I said what I said
I got whips in my drive,
I will scream, holy shit
I finally get it as ap-parent
What I didn't count on
Was betrayal at best
Was murder at worst
And is halfway there
What I
We 'bout to get right bitches (We 'bout to get right bitches!) Let's go!!!
[Verse 1: Papoose]
What you mean let's go?! Go where?!
This my city I
Cube, tell me this
Why half of the homies gettin' worked ***
Then they fall in love and get hurt by ***
Nine months later, cuzz got mirked ***
See I
David
Now I say love and harmony, is what we need upon the street
Got to get a place fi ghetto youths fi rest dem feet
Because they trod the rocky road
verse
Converse with the worst til one
Of our gun burst callin Archurelli
Tell him niggas in one hearse
'Cus Compton ain't like the city of commerce
No
of being David, toe to toe with Goliath
Ain’t afraid to lose cause losses are what turn you to a giant
Ain’t afraid to fail cause I know there’s growth
my
See the last time I saw you
You really didn't say much
I say that I'm fine
Cuz what else is there to say love
I cannot abide by your rules
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