Lyrics:
ready ain't much I can't handle
Devil on my ass he keep trying to suck me up, take my life
God done pulled me from the depths of this hell too many times
at the end of my grey haired and calloused conquest,
I'm not gonna give a shit about the palace contest,
there's too many trees to climb, too many bees
niggrs cruise on me hype me first while I'm second to the last
Shit too cold no one helps and
Had to Judge for been poor
That was life it cut, sour n
the papers
Tell my bros and hoes that I'll see them later
I got bigger dreams that I cannot wait for
I got many needs but the money's greater
I won't get too
on you too
Yeah, they coming in twos
Yeah, huh, so many hoes, huh, I cannot pick
Huh, fuck it, blick with the stick
Huh, fuck it, pic with the fit
Yeah,
me
Without you by my side
So many reasons why
I'm your girl and your my guy
Your all i need
All i need to get by
Like method man and mary blige
You
V1: how many times can friends lie?, as much as you let them get by/got a whole lot of feelings that a nigga dont show cuz some people might sever
Smiles can be deceivin'
Even if it's your friends
And hoes that know we can't be even Steven
Should not believe in
Too late one of them slip it's my
I say brothers are amused by other brothers reps
But they're all playing roles just like Omar Epps
I see so many players I wonder where the coach is
[I - The forbidden words]
[II - Incantation]
[III - Passage of time]
[IV - The silent threat]
[V - Archilles heel]
[VI - Covenant of souls]
[VII -
[I - The forbidden words]
[II - Incantation]
[III - Passage of time]
[IV - The silent threat]
[V - Archilles heel]
[VI - Covenant of souls]
[VII -
'round, 'round, 'round this
Too many times before
Oh, oh yeah
Oh, oh yeah
I go out with some new friends
But it just makes me miss you more
More
you're doin' your thing too
I'm a deadbeat cousin, I hate family reunions
Fuck the church up, by drinkin' at the communion
Spillin' free wine, now my
The days go by, we argue all the time
I want to make it right, ‘cause that was last night
Baby we gon' be alright, baby we gon' be alright
Yea yea
ever reach a goal, too many times I've seen em go, Niggas dying for some hope, to see some rings like an cudi or a chain dripped in gold motherfucker,
many Poppin pills the fam gone lose y'all any second (aye)
Bitch call me in the AM she wanna fuck me off the honey
I been tryna hit this bitch for so
a ghetto nigga's lullabye
A seven-deuce full of niggaz goes by
Thought I was trippin the second time they rolled, by
Recognized the plates, the faces
passport I'ma leave in a second
What's the over under how many cities I touch down
What's the over under how many bitches I bust down
What's the over under
time since I found myself laughing
Too many people all up in my business
Two faced people, gotta burn some bridges
Life's no good when you can't outlive
can't afford retiring
But I don't care and I still don't
Outta control
Just like everybody loosing my soul
One day at a time, too many frames of mind
So
And who will say that I stayed much too long?
Clothes of sand have covered your face,
Given you meaning but taken my place,
So make your way on down
in those
Do a bid upstate and take the weight for your troubles
My nigga B.I.G, I'ma ride for
But it ain't too many niggas that I'd die for
How
in those
Do a bid upstate and take the weight for your troubles
My nigga B.I.G, I'ma ride for
But it ain't too many niggas that I'd die for
How
refuses to stop.
Many many years later I heard Freezing Moon by Mayhem and these words jumped out:
the cemetery lights up again, eternity opens
and I say
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