Lyrics:
Two-bit street pusher walking down the road
He ain't got no money and he ain't got no home
Can't make a living cause he ain't got no pay
So he keeps
prophetically
Denouncing their gains, while they go sporting some jewelry
I'm tempted by style and duplicating tom foolery
But then I'd have to say those
all I gave
Never tame cause these grains is not the same ya bitch
A pen pusher, every ass gave me an asset
Paper full to fill what I was lacking
Take a little step back from the front line
When its crunch time I will come by with a hung light
But lately Ive unpacking everything
Sometimes ought
Surrounded by the possibility
Don’t want to be old and numb
Wanna tell myself a lie I can believe
I wanna be young and dumb
I tried living in the ivory tower
Intro:
To live and die in Amerikkka
My niggas died by Amerikkka
My momma cried in Amerikkka
Will I survive in Amerikkka
Look At the man the mirror
dropped the dime that they should raid
Trust, we got none
Lust, we got tons
Driven by desires, we're too focused on self
Greed fulfills our needs when we
out there son"
Some children are rudely awakened at night
By the sound of gunshots
But not in my neck of the woods
The thieves are countin’ funds while
Heat the gas to ignite that hate
We the by the fireplace
See the ash and revive that pain
Me and Shaggs gon' annihilate
Dilate, we cannibals, famished
you
And you and me so flee, so what you gone do
Lemme slide you by the river, maybe slide inside you
Lemme get a piece of loving, and I'll give you back
flee, so what you gone do
Lemme slide you by the river, maybe slide inside you
Lemme get a piece of loving, And I'll give you back two
Ohh oh wee, I can't
to understand why
As hoes pushers and pimps just tryna get by
You end up another statistic in the headlines
so me haffi deal so
Badmind wonder why its so hard fi take my strive
I wave them bye every time they come by
Now I just sit and reason
With myself im
An while a neck sit a monster di rat-ta-ta-tan-ta
Dem dig more grave than rooms up-a Hilton
Small community get wash up by a blood stain
Every weekend
An while a neck sit a monster di rat-ta-ta-tan-ta
Dem dig more grave than rooms up-a Hilton
Small community get wash up by a blood stain
Every weekend
flesh up in 'em
(Cause all that all that mean done squeezed in 'em)
(goes to heaven you go)
(rum and coke and cocaine)
(and I tired pusher comes cutting
the tushes?)
Lookin' voluptuous in capri's and petal pushers
Hair brushes had us watchin' for the black and whites
Evadin' the sobriety checks and spotlights
the middle at the top by the gate
On the grass with the crass Volkswagen estate
Whose is it? Mine! You're kidding, it's great! (Jesus)
I just love the way
Look ahead as we pass, try and focus on it
I won't be fooled by a cheap cinematic trick
It must have been just a cardboard cut out of a man
Top
Cadillac heart attack, back of this beyond
Pusher king, TV queen, accommodating blonde
At Traitor's Gate while you wait gender reassigned
Surgeon carves
on 9-1-1
While you kicking up punchlines and puns
Man fuck that shit, this is serious biz
By the time Bush is done, you won't know what time it is
If
that bass, that's the crowd's main thing
Bass that ultimate choice
Sprayin' MC's by the shot of my voice
Posses claim old school and new school
But
I’m your Bullrock Trapper
Your fortune teller
I’m inside of you
I’m invisible… haow
Your bullsound pusher
Your nightfall prowler
And I hope you’ll
Standing right in the landing site
Popping shots off at anybody rambling by
I'm in the zone, looking for a spot to hide
When I was sniped by a guy
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