Lyrics:
you're seeking, it begins to seep in
That's the only thing keepin' you from leapin' off the motherfreakin' deep end
And I'm pulling for you to push
If Michael Jackson came alive right now
He'd ask you to smoke one for him
So in his honor
You niggas Spud Webb, coming up short
Think you're Dee
Remember when it was just you against the world
I'm talkin' by myself, I just had to be myself
No more askin' niggas for help
I put together all my
a flame
A blue flame jumping off a gas stove
Somebody lit i was three years old
I felt fear, real fear
For the first time in my life but i
Remember it also
panicked officials may as well be a man with a fiddle
Who does nothin' but stand in the middle of Rome as it burns
Their plans are all wishful, they say so
me to give a nigger-y twenty-one gun salute
That's seven shots for 2pac
Seven for Biggie Smalls
Seven for Freaky Tah up in your neighborhood malls
the name
Assed out in the bleachers stay shittin on the game
I suppose what you're spittin is flames, cowards
Know your crew was vaginal, I could smell
If Michael Jackson came alive right now
He'd ask you to smoke one for him
So in his honor
You niggas Spud Webb, coming up short
Think you're Dee
state of mind like a shooter
For the New York Knicks i'm the best
And if they ask Kawhi like the Clips
Tell 'em Dax got a glove with
The game in his grip
[Intro: P.C.]
Don't take it per-son-al.. it's only mu-sic
Holla at me.. yo! Yo!
Ice Water! Yo.. yo.
[P.C.]
Try me, P.C.'ll put a clip in
for love that I started music in 2006 (two thousand and six),
Little by little, I grew up, and I'm feature on the magazines,
Best video clip at akademia
on the magazines,
Best video clip at akademia music awards 2015 (two thousand and fifteen) in Hollywood,
it's only under license that I was able to sign with a major,
before me, in the presence of my enemies
He has super S on his feet, so he thought he had an S on his chest with that bulletproof vest
But we coming for
Uh-oh, damn, uh-oh
1985 white Lamborghini Countach, two of 'em
I need a slow motion video right now
'Cause I'm movin' in slow motion, slow
Rollin' up big babies in a Mercedes,
If you want herb we got bombs
Gotta kick that shit for the fine bitches and all my nugz
For the ones that smoke
the wave but it’s not for the weak
We was in this villa for some weeks
You could hit me up if you wan get naughty
You could call your fried who a freak
I
Then that's what the MAC for
They get one warning shot
And then after that, fire
(shut him up)
If you're riding with him, fuck nigga
You're dying with
daddy do
Not to seem irrational
Passion's fueled by active tunes
Drum synths and hi hats picture my raps
Like Imax only they not for capital
But the flow
The official representative, LAC
This is prophecy manifested by X to the Z
Victory, strike a B-Boy stance in khaki pants
Never get along like red
only gon fight a nigga
That ain't gon fight back and that's wack
They don't get you no damn props
You niggas is sheeps in wolves clothing
And I eat lamb
the whip with
20 on dash
Hop out the whip
Then I start going mad
It's official
I had to bring ghost riding back
You too cool to get schooled in this class
nose
street survival or survival of the street
and only the strong survive
there's no survival for the weak
catch a sneak eak at death if ur not on ur
LIFE WITH PIPES
NEW VIDEO DROP AT NIGHT
THE SAME DAY
SOME ----'LL NEVER CHANGE
STILL ON DEFENSE BY THEM GANG WAYS
EVERYDAY I WANTED THE FLAME
LIL BRO
for the weak I said, Yeah
BRN ain't for the weak I said, Yeah
A youth on a movement
Built with the bruteness
Caught in a system where we doomed to be
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