Lyrics:
like the back of my hand
And I would shoot the breeze
With the roots and trees
I'd go by the river
And watch the way the devil dances
But never took his
him my son you ain't finished yet you got a story to live
So I'm here to live it through any condition
Take no shit from evil again
Through the curtain
don't give a fuck about none of these niggas
I turn it up,
Come on, come on, killas
Here go my cup, give me some more liquor
Open this back window, let me
My mind goes mad
Goes mad
My mind goes mad
My mind goes mad
Goes mad
My mind goes mad
Well I seem to cross the line again
Six shots of clear
than Tony Parker
This is family nigga don't ever cross my brother
Like Big Worm, niggas rather cross their mother
Mention names in my family tree
from my window
It kinda died
Now I'm mourning at the altar of these days gone by
I fill my glass up with could've been, should've been wine
And got
hear sirens
The end has come
Not if my engine run
This has been splendid fun
I got a fifth of rum
I drive past them windows open
Blasting Taylor swift
and cough
Your skin's like a dead thing, dying
Your feet like pond weed, the rain falls like troops
Walk up the hill
Post pub trudge
Laugh to it
Live
Huh,
Every time I
Slide
Back
Take a run
Young
Young
Huh,
Every time I
Slide
Back
Take a run
Young
Young
Ima let the window up and hop the fence
Ima
means
To live the life of a king
To put the time in and really chase your dreams
Eyes wide shut
Hope your spirit is open
The flow is so potent
I'm
One of those rainy day car rides, my head implodes
The atmosphere in this car, a mirror of my skull
Wet, damp, windows dripping and misted with cold
Who's that peeping in my window?
Tense up leaning back rolling Indo
Blue lights roll up with the guns pulled
Dear God I hope and pray to see
my hand you niggas can't hold me
Man ima cross all these niggas a nigga act up and I'm shooting like Kobe
I swear you niggas don't know me nigga don't
Nevermind all that bullshit, come get live with my crew, aye
Lotta my life I was dead inside
Living by somebody else's lies
I memorized all the bad advice
Walk in the bitch I said get low
Bitch get whipped by a pistol
I said fuck the mic got my window open
But how you cross me you my kinfolk?I
Bitch get
With my hood on and my windows down
Ask your girl I'm the realest nigga she been around
When I pull up in something new and park it by the haters
know that I am
Holding up this
Cross that's on my shoulders
changed my walk
And as I'm getting older
Growing stronger than the oaks (uh)
Deepest in
I open up the back door
No more try say goodbye what you here for
Tired of being a puppet on a string for a demon it's time to just say fuck it bring
than Tony Parker
This is family nigga don't ever cross my brother
Like Big Worm, niggas rather cross their mother
Mention names in my family tree
nigga, nope, uh uh
This famous that'll still throw copper
Cross so heavy crack the tabernacle
Fire the ganja back up
Throw some blow in my tobacco
Then
demons in a other form
I shall destroy them with my prayers
I will burn them with my holy cross
I shall -
Journalist:
The Curius eye of a Martian
sign is
Gemini, but only one I
Look at the name
Bars like that are hard to come by
They coming up with bars as I write what I live
I really mean it when
York, "Christopher Walken" on MCs
I'm hard to please, excite me
Jump off the Brooklyn Bridge
Heads first, face, thug, and live
Now that my get you
though
Sales goin up
And I’m feelin’ like I’m Chapo
Grabbin’ by the O
I ain’t feelin like a deego
Bad catties on my line fuel my ego
Freaky lil ting got
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