Lyrics:
for hire hear the sirens
You smell the envy in the air, everything is fair
This is war, street dreams are made, it's not a game
Motivated by money,
He saw how they planted weapons on these kids in the street
He saw like over fifty bodies in like fifty-two weeks
He saw his colleague pick up money
higher than fevers.
I'm on your receivers by the meter getting wetter by the liter.
Tag me by the pound but I'm best up by the tweeter.
Told you I'm like
Intro
c.T.M.OSPHERE YEcH
Yeah,I'm back in the booth
Im back in the booth yeah
Hook 1
Pure evil I stem from the root
I'm back in the booth yeah
The cost of my dreams, AKA, you.. would be you
I'm dead now!
The nightmare
Is slowly taking over
All that's happened
It is enabling him
To take
calling it home
Planted some roots down of our own
Thought it'd all work out until it
Went south and now she's living
Somewhere in the next town over
you home by now?
Couldn't drive home, I'm not sober now
Plus Odis just told me he'll show me how
To hold this down
Going over different flows and sounds
the strength to stand on it’s own
Learning it’s truth every tree must know
Universal love from the roots flow
Innocent child will remain,
Modestly over
the M-I-K-E, ooh, to the D
I'm comin' exquisite and V.I.p.
Tryin' to spread some love like roots on a tree
Stayin' true to this vision in the Y2G
Two G's got
the M-I-K-E, ooh, to the D
I'm comin' exquisite and V.I.p.
Tryin' to spread some love like roots on a tree
Stayin' true to this vision in the Y2G
Two G's got
to
The light is split from the heavy by a rosewood
Sky is strutted by the crow, earth is fasten by the root
Fall down loads of over mature fruits
People settle
in a whole nother zone
Still true to his roots
Stay close to the chrome
Haters stay clear of him
Ya'll stand in cheer for him
Got up out the game
Balang-balang-balang to mandem rock 'cause I love thee
If you live by the sword you guh fi die by the gun
'Cause all guys tell lies if all girls commit sins
I was
for that chedder
I'mma tryna tell ya niggas scheme
For that green paper
Hommies killing hommies over fiend paper
Hommies killing hommies over leaned
Drenched by the rain
Seared by the flame
Branches shall loosen their hold
Guided by grace ever led
These weary feet still tread
Over the fallen leaves
Do
Macho City
Macho City
Macho City
Macho City (Macho City)
Welcome to the entertainment
Here now are the facts (Macho City)
Presented by
the wearer of seed, the one saluted by Indra protect my private parts
Let Ram soul of the seed, the one who won over old age protect my thighs
Let
the weekend
The truth I give, it seeps in
Live on my edge, not the deep end
Abundant on my free band
Do good by me, then we can
Business is right, then I'm
pack metal like braces
Not for the fingers, bitches fighting over my paper
Y'all need to chill, sit the fuck down and fix ya makeup
Ghost is ya host,
Balang-balang-balang to mandem rock 'cause I love thee
If you live by the sword you guh fi die by the gun
'Cause all guys tell lies if all girls commit sins
I was
Macho City
Macho City
Macho City
Macho City (Macho City)
Welcome to the entertainment
Here now are the facts (Macho City)
Presented by
Bryanpreneur
Finna clean up the mess
Mess messy like a maze
Run your bitch over like Messi
Messing around wit the punchline
Four bars in a line
Niggas talking bout how they loving it
Stop faking b
Digging deep to my roots over everything
The king you see
I Use to be rocking starters and reeboks
above it
I get distant from my roots
All the things I'm going to discover
I'm feeding on what's new
But we can't see that time is over us
Again he hunts
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