Lyrics:
three times and I`m back again
See, on my way down stage they had me strapped in
But once I hit New York and they losened the chains
I went and bought
tomorrow?ll be a better day
We all Came in the world with a sparkle in our eye
Not knowing the only thing that we can promise is to die
A promise is a lot
tomorrow?ll be a better day
We all Came in the world with a sparkle in our eye
Not knowing the only thing that we can promise is to die
A promise is a lot
tomorrow?ll be a better day
We all Came in the world with a sparkle in our eye
Not knowing the only thing that we can promise is to die
A promise is a lot
for police
Ahead of my class i'm gonna exceed
Always wants problems but ducking the heat
Know you not bout it we checked up ya sheets
Hop out the V
Yeah
Yeah
I Can't Believe It
Yeah Yeah
Mmm...
(DrumDummie)
I couldn't see it
(I couldn't see it)
Death come by 3 yeah
(It Came By 3's n***a)
Money make the world go round [Repeat: x 3]
New York, money make the world go round
L.A., money make the world go round
Midwest, money make
(streets)
I been crossed out by my own brother (woo, woo)
Ain't no rules in the street don't trust 'em
Ran it up and I had to go buss it
Police 'bout
the world)
Aha, I got a story to tell (All around the world)
Check it out, c'mon
Chorus
What do you mean, John 3 16?
For God so loved the world, every man
Not into that
Not into that
Not into that-that
Not into that
Not into that
Not into that-that. Yehhh
I need three seconds
Only three seconds
And then
rifles
And Das EFX' mask
Red moccasins, Emerald City is my metropolis
I dust rappers
I don't give a fuck what the topic is
You can never win, you're not
the same
This world is cold
Everybody I know be trying to take
My place up in this game
You won awards and not bringing no battles
The body would die by
how cud gu how cud gu how cud gu how cud gu how cud gu do dis shit ta me? [Background]
(Verse 3) (3:04 - 4:59)
Call do police foe I’m whalin out,
OGs
Chiefin' OG, I'm chiefin' OG
Hated by Alt-Rights and racist police
Say, woop-woop, man, 12 comin'
They make them kids really freeze, when they
believe
That the world we're in now is not the world that will be
Terror, famine, disease
Millions in poverty
Hungry, can't sleep
With all of this
the same since my pops left
I'm up half of the night thinking bout the world
Police killing us and pictures of these missing girls
I got three brothers I
3pm, one afternoon, not much witness
Gun down by a bullet, that wasn't
Meant for him, this world is so insane
I have to live my life, everyday looking
a fuck.
Chances are usually not good
'Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And gettin' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white
I fly, I fly, I fly
One, two, three, four, five
Bitch I fly (Bitch I fly), too fast I see time passing by (By)
Get my money up, I count like one
on Mars, and all systems are go
Yo, it's three thousand thirty
I want y'all to meet Deltron Zero, hero, not no small feat
It's all heat in this day
play
No easy mode for us noobs, that's not OK
Make players grind to a halt unless we pay
I'm grounded
By the thought police
By the thought police
By
peace on the streets
'Til the niggas get a piece, fuck police
Hear them screamin', Fuck 'em (I hear ya)
Can't find peace on the streets
'Til
In a world legit
Now these undercover cops
Kept trying to bust my chops
Telling me I was something
That I knew I was not
Don't have a problem with my
why I have come to find a reason
But there cannot be a reason, not for death
Not like this, not like this
Three days later they made funeral plans,
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