Lyrics:
the desert?
Wild, wild west hurt to the dirt
Anti-immigration against brown skin
Sounds like Brownshirts
Silenced by so called legal violence
Somebody had
on shoes, ran for some niggas I thought we were cool
Through it all I love my hood
I'm a
West side nigga I'm cool
Watch how you step, don't dirty my shoes
were me, you'd be surrounded by security
Dope House, known for our purity
(Chorus)
[Verse 2]
Yeah, these west coast riders with the down south G's
17
were me, you'd be surrounded by security
Dope House, known for our purity
(Chorus)
[Verse 2]
Yeah, these west coast riders with the down south G's
17
it's like a nine to five
I got my nina my fo'-heata beata by my side
I keep it tucked close when I'm on the West coast (West coast)
I keep it
We represent the ultimate unit for the nine-season
Flipmode Squad will bust your shit for even the wrong reasons
Chaotic sample make a nigga wanna get
Oh!
(Could you be the most beautiful girl in the world?)
Could you be, could you be, yeah, yeah
(It's plain to see you're the reason that God made
it's like a nine to five
I got my nina my fo'-heata beata by my side
I keep it tucked close when I'm on the West coast (West coast)
I keep it on post
base of understanding of how this world works
When you see more clear there is no reason
To believe anyone or believe… anything
And justice for who? for
climbin'
And ain't no safe space when your music is faith-based
Between the Kingdom and the World your in a strange place
For real between two hills
Y'all niggas scared by a dog, I got my fo'-fo' for y'all
It's like a hot, heated day homie, warfare don't play homie
Better be prepared than try to dunk
love you
Lay it all down for Him
And allow Him to move in your life
Ask Him to show you day by day
Step by step
Ask Him to open your eyes to His will for
Matthew 24, verse 30: "And then
The sign of the Son of Man will appear in
The sky and then all the tribes of the
Earth will mourn why? For they
Will
Just For Me
Written By Matthew Szlachetka (SESAC/ Francis Marie Publishing) &
Katie Cole (ASCAP/ T3M Publishing)
Copyright 2019 Matthew Szlachetka
Deceptive divided blinded tools
Yet we're called to be kings and priests
In a fallen world that's run by fools
Sacred jewels found in heaven
Carved off
I'ma get it back now, uh
From the cage of the stage
They don't know the songs, can tell by the way that they rage, uh
I'm faced by the shade they
of that green
Put your face down baby yes right next to ya knees
Bring the ass in the air and shake it for me please
Yes
White boy from the west
Yes
Banging
the bomb lit
Glass and metal in every direction
Anybody tryna stop us taught
A very hard lesson
I'm the reason there's no time
To reach for that weapon
I see people hating other people
Tell me what's the reason
That your kid is hungry, you ain't got no money
What's the reason?
By the time
Growing up everything happens (happens for a reason)
What can you imagine (what do you believe in)
I remember days that I used to pray, for everything just
And on the West, live east of the 110
So get the f*** out my way, ‘cuz I’m going in
Yo, f*** your conversation, I got somethin' to say
Got somethin' for the world by
And on the West, live east of the 110
So get the fuck out my way, ‘cuz I’m going in
Yo, fuck your conversation, I got somethin' to say
Got somethin' for the world by
for
Shattered by the impact of falling garage doors
Jump the boards like parkour, what's the raw score?
I don't know I paused the game to rock
of Garuda whose Lord is Vishnu
In the north west is that of Bhairava and in the North Kubhera protect us always
Let my all edges be protected by Rudra who is
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