Lyrics:
and who we want to become
And who we wanna hate and who we wanna love
Let's just rip them all off! The ones that judge how we look
The ones who think we're
So you hurt me
So I'm dancing
On your grave, oh
So you hurt me
So I'm dancing
On your grave, oh
It's crazy how your day can be impacted by your ears
Skieeeeeee
God Forgive me for jacking this beat
It's like when that Holy Spirit get up in me I be loose
Don't get me started (Hehe!)
King Skie
it
Nights I was calling you
That never bothered you
When it was your idea
It seemed like the right thing to do
Pick you up by 10
We get
that bitch (get down on it)
If she don't I'm gon fuck her up on the set
But I ended up fucking her that's on the set
And I pulled out the Glock and bro
were not around (always)
Actin' all sophisticated, spending money that she didn't make (oh, ya)
I get so mad that I could slap her actin like she
[Notorious B.I.G.]
I know how it feel to wake up fucked up
Pockets broke as hell, another rock to sell
People look at you like youse the user
Selling drugs
wildlin
he talking brazy okay we just found em
(hahahahaha) boy your times up
we in abyss how the hell did you find us
get too cold everest mountain can't
making me hate you
Walk in the door look at the time its 2:22
You know what I got the feeling to do
Thinking of calling up somebody new
But
She never
I don't get, and it's how they will deal
With the next hundred years' worth of deaths all at once
Our decaying corpses will pile up high
And be left
even mentioned by all these fuckin' beginners?
I'm so appalled, I might buy the mall
Just to show niggas how much more I have in store
I'm fresher
'm still a thug (but I'm still a thug)
He told me, "I like it how you get aggressive"
'Cause I know you come with that pressure" (period)
So committed
to I need to
I really need to get up
I gotta get up
Oh God
Lift me high
Get up
We gotta go
We gotta go
Yeah yeah yeah
Get up
I
Have to get up
Lord fill
I think your perfect how you are
Your a star
Your the reason I wake up yeah you got me so far
And I
Always try
To be my best with you but with you
I
you shot up like Ricky (Bang Bang)
No I ain't from Long Beach but I been insane
Fuck what you claim you all the same, your big homie ashamed
Got to get
how I rap and how my lyrics mesh together
Hate me all you want, I'm still gon flaunt, and you gon see me thrive
Feastin' on the drums like white folks
she blow us both akimbo
Show us how the bimbo limbo
Sh-sh-show up at your door
Leave yo home with bloody knuckles
Mount your dome up on my buckle
I
words
Oh, it's plain that you're lookin' for trouble
Trouble's what I try to shun
If that's what you want, then that's what you'll get
'Cause
you got folks looking up to you,
I been counting so much nigga my fingers been turning blue,
How you rocking red bottoms when you have bread problems,
the cut, hey nigga, roll that weed up (roll that)
If you watch how I move, you'll mistake me for a player or pimp
Been hit wit a few shells but I don't
I hate fan behavior
I can't stand that bitch
I just get my bread say fuck it stay alone I'm rich
How the fuck that boy made ten I done spent it all
people play
Oh they teach how to meditate
Read your horoscope and teach you faith
The furthermore the hell with hate
Come on and get on board
new ways
I'm lifting up my God's praise
I, I always got Him by my side
I'll dry, dry all this water from my eyes
Oh, hi, hi, yes, I'm here to win this
It's so soulful
Wouldn't you agree
I got to talk my shit
No Hook
It's three point oh
It's coming at you fast so you need to pay attention
Witness
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