Lyrics:
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
let herself be won by men who are
Impetuous rather than by those
Who step cautiously – Niccolò Machiavelli
we never snitch, we'd rather life, its do or die,
We're Livin proof, time after time we've told a lie we live to ride (We're LIVIN PROOF)
[D-Loc]
Rip
latent souls
Browsing through the cycles
A never ending trial
We die young just to get by
Got a feeling that you're ready to run and fly
Laid out every
the money turns the world
Your lovin' turns to less
I learn by mistakes
Most of it is yours and
I'm done living life as a criminal
I thought I'd die
wanna see me ballin
They rather watch me fall in
Try to learn my right from wrong Here
But I hear the devil callin
Die or live your life shit,
I don’t
Uh Huh Motiv8 B6ng
If you gonna die young then go out with a bang
I do this for me I ain’t dying for no gang
They say I changed but I’m still
had to show my coverage in the field
I'd rather rap, you niggas fucking steal
I had to put tint on a fishbowl coupe so
You won't know who it is
I went
ain't no question
Don't try to stall little trick, cause we hit
So bring in the scissors and get to clippin' at his dick
I'd rather die young than
ain't no question
Don't try to stall little trick, cause we hit
So bring in the scissors and get to clippin' at his dick
I'd rather die young than
And I'ma boss up on any occasion
Young nigga poppin' tags
Young nigga got a bag and he got his own swag, let's go
Young nigga stay low, got a lot of pesos
Put the pistol to my face, make me disappear
Having visions of my death but they never clear
Would rather stand on my feet than to live in fear
If I
One time a long time ago on a mountain in Switzerland yolololo
There lived a fair young maiden lovely but lonely yohohoho
Day by the day she'd pine
Feels good to be alive, don't it?
I'd rather die than work a nine to five
Put this on my gravestone that there's no one realer
Put that on my
I gotta few things I wanna ask the Lord
Why my people gotta be so poor, feel me
And why's it so rough when you're young and black
They say you go
Said you're praying to die
I'd rather stay on my own
You look for something to fight
I'll knock em out til they cold
Said it's the way of the wise
based on sinning
I'm hell bound
Rather be buried than be worried
Living held down
My game plan to be trained in
Military mind of a thug lord
Sitting in
and then we go against the system
Now we focus on the kingdom
Now we focus on the freedom
Can let me you please, just let me be
A Young King yeah
Young nigga finna raise hell no cap
Young nigga got bars like jail no cap
Young nigga grew wings and a tail no cap
Young nigga really do it by himself no
getting found
Never off a perc
I be off the loud
By myself ain't never need a crowd
A lot of shit on my mind
Like is we gone make it
Rather be dead or in
The shot-gun kicked, and it murdered motherfuckers
I told you last album
When I got a sawed off, bodies are hauled off
Its a shame, that niggas die young
But
The shot-gun kicked, and it murdered motherfuckers
I told you last album
When I got a sawed off, bodies are hauled off
Its a shame, that niggas die young
But
die
As results being civil
I rather go to jail than lay
So I'm guarded by pistols
Rather be visited than say
Long live him lord with him
Ands it's cycle
Niggas is goin' through real shit man they outta work
That's why another goddamn dance track gotta hurt
That's why I rather spit somethin' that gotta
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