Lyrics:
soldier,
'cause in this cruel world it's hard to walk these streets bein sober,
It hurts, tryin to get over all the weight on my shoulders,
Mom used to be
on this spot in the desire to find solution,
There's little to see and feel but the sighing and dying of our world.
But for suffering we might have been
Ran ON Home
cnd In This World, We In, We Living LIFE!
They Hate To See c BROTHER With c STORYLINE!
(K.EcZE)
My Struggle Was (PB & J With The Bread)
shit
This that category 5, this that quake, bitch
See I'm so funked out, like out of here
Like blue lights in the basement
And it's a red state, in
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
Walk into the club like what up, this a shakedown
I'm the big boss, at the top, world's a playground
I got everybody looking at me like ok now
me if anything, it made me, and
Still I keep my head up through all the
Pain and adversity, and keep my mind straight
To get out of this world
of this smoke
Brothers and sisters
We understand
We are not taken in by them
Brothers and sisters
Hold up your hands
Shout out
We are not taken in
of it
So I became a thug
So fuck the law
That was created
By this motherfuckers
Only to bind the poor
Cus I'm hear to face the world
With my own guts
out the whip I'm going loco (grrr)
Niggas keep saying I ain't social
Shit when I'm in the trap no photos
Bout to shake it up like a snow globe
They call
your hand
Nick Jonas do a play for a band
Smoking dope Gott 8th in my rib
Penthouse by god where I live
At night I could see all 3 bridge
Catching matta
(Spoken by the Gangsta)
Hmmph! A dedication to all them homeboys a
Nd all them homegirls out there that done passed away
Dirty boys dedicate this
Yeah, when the sisters of the world decide
They don't wanna see their brothers
And brothers their sisters die anymore
Then the wars will stop, haha
aunts though
Twenty candles, blow 'em out and open your eyes
We were lookin' forward to the rest of our lives
Used to keep my picture posted by your
aunts, though
Twenty candles, blow 'em out and open your eyes
We were lookin' forward to the rest of our lives
Used to keep my picture posted by your
would kill to come home but their chances are narrow
In this world that we live in nobody listens
We do have thoughts but nobody's thinkin'
And I
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
[Ice Cube]
So yo check this out
This is Ice Cube from the Westside Connection
Callin all the way from Johannesburg, South Africa
The world has
a message after the tone)
Little brother, this is your sister, you're busy, I get you
But I insist you call me back cause I miss you
I wish you well, well, I
the violence it won't solve nothing
Just take a good fucking look at what this world is becoming
Rest in peace to all the fallen brothers
We don't understand we
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out
them dance)
Then they would dance something like this
If I could make the world groove (whoa if I could make them groove)
Then they would groove
crashing all around Us
I need someone inside with me
But with you by my side
We can do anything
And the cloud of this depressions
Got to leave out my bed
breath stinkin' in my jaws
Ring, ring, ring, quiet, y'all, incomin' call
Plus this my homie from high school, he gettin' by
It's time to bury another
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