Lyrics:
Got a couple scares in
We almost ended six times
Got our peers in
Such a disarray
Bonnie and Clyde all day
Thirty years I'm here to stay
And I would
to sleep for things she couldn't erase
Seen a love note written in the hard concrete
By a love sick boy who resembled me
Oh where's my baby she is something
butt sweatin'
Houseboatin' river rattin' men
I thought I would be reading
Sip some wine and just relax
Now I smoke my green bud at six am
And start
Sleepy alligator in the noonday sun
Lying by the river just like he usually done
(oh no) call for his whiskey
He can call for his tea call all he
the time
Rub my hands when my palms itch
50 in the bank diamonds looking flawless
This the sway of a rich nigga
Praying for the day my nigga seeing 6 figures
here on my hip you compliment my soul
Thats my One, Two, Three, Four, Five
Six, Seven, Eight, Nine millimeter
She gon
Stay right by my side
Always down
Yeah stupid is does
Have you felt the kind of shit that we been feeling yet once
Lost parent can't get to they sons
I could cry a whole river, then ride
93 Balloons
I wasn't born by the river, but the flow still wet
Out in LA, but don't claim no set
Told y'all something that you don't know yet
Told my
see)
It's called the 6 million dollar man
(I can't see) He has the speed of a cheetah
The site (I can't see) of a falcon (my arms)
Strength (what's
deep for the fame
End up in six by six for the clout
A nigga gotta stay ten toes down
So kill all the rest, let the real niggas out
Fuck police, let
a rolling river
And my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze
People driving home from the factories
There's six lanes of traffic
Three lanes moving slow
like you don't seem to care
But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away
From out of this darkness and into the day
From these rivers
DJ Patt on the beat captain Crunch presents
Free Nell, Free Slikk
Back in the day when a nigga trip six
Now a nigga trip scene on the Internet tip
have been a riot think I heard a guillotine
But I was soon distracted by the tea preacher on my screen
Am I doing this right?
Can someone throw me
rodney king
And riot til we bludgeon every fuckin being
Within a million miles squared
Sniping from the rooftops
Tracers in the air
Blow you out your tube
it burn, or make a change
Riots happening non stop, corrupt police the ones to blame
We calling for reform, this time we ain't playing games
But you
a lifeline
Take it off then
Hear a flatline
They acting like mufasa, but they scars is visible
Not credible to they words on the riots and syllables
The media
January 6th
2 Thousand and 21
Klansmen were allowed by cops to walk right in the front
Of the doors to the halls of congress
Live for everyone
to red,
To blowing in the wind stone dead
Well I never used to notice this awful quiet
And fall was just the calm before the next spring riot
feet
Watchin' out for needles in the sand
After smokin' with a Sikh
Seven days can make one weak
The bodies burnin' by the shore
Holy River Ganges
in front of the brawn
Six billion gorillas for whom the graves yawn
Each withered his mule-ish days to choose his tool of trade
Dueling blades that
I'm back in the 'Yo like it's back in the day
My city a riot, I go on a diet
But if I keep eating, they'll have a parade
I'm on the 9, I'm having
I can?t laugh to hard I?m on a diet
I?m trying to lose myself
You ought to try it
Just starve for 6 days straight
Oh it?s a riot
Every Sunday night
on the steps yo gettin' good neck
only in the projects, we die with respect
pussy niggas quiet as kept will riot the set
six blocks of real niggas vexed
assorted
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