Lyrics:
herds ask Jussy, ask Serge
I'm the realest guy around
So bang your doors up and down
That's when Whitemoor, Swaleside, Belmarsh
Isis, Acat, Lifeus, skells
For obtaining those
Yes this path here
I have chose
We are traveling
Down that road
Working with my brother
This song's been a thought
For so damn long
They tried to drag me down when I ain't have it, but I made it happen, n***a, I'm on go
Streams did a quarter milli, I ain't up yet, really, member
different and I'm wantin' to be me
While I'm out chasing dreams and it's a paradox of feelings
Goin' down this album's road, with nowhere to go, oh
I've got
mom hollers
He giggles and continues to run around and around the train track
Big sister Judy peeks out of her bedroom door to see what all the noise is
gonna let us in, or else we rush the door
I got too many reasons, save your 'whys' and 'what fors'
This is twice inna lifetime so I'm lettin' you know
sticks like an Asian bar
New bars, pop tops like Tooheys
Jump on a beat, get chopped, suey
Rock and I roll till the systems are down
I'm it, like
One, two, three, four
Grimy bitch stomp the bogey outside your front door (yeah)
Puffin on Goodie, eatin tuna and rye
Blow the spot with some old
mo'
I'm just tryna make a way the devil blocking my door
Don't want the pain no mo'
Don't want the trust no mo'
And you can have ya heart back I don't
on the mic
With the gat by my ass crack
Stomp, feel the backlash
Spaz turn to Mad Max
Me and Ro got mad tracks
Deadly spitting anthrax
Says she got me blocked
The moon's shining down on orchard road
And I'm feeling like a schoolboy again
And tonight
I'll see you in my dreams of orchard road
It's funny but I
and blow trial
You catch cal when you browse through my X-files
Who be next now?
Man's down, hands down
Hold ground by yo side when it go down
I dedicate
I was just at before
I’m riding down the street on I95
Hoes sitting on the side of the road just
Throwing up and throwing it
Inside of my car, the car
Narrow my soul down the rockiest road
Never been the one to hold a heart when its cold
Get up and go
Back when you were fifteen
Get up and go
Thought
the grain, game at my finger tips
Yeah, Killah Hill lay it down
Killa Beez on the swarm
Nigga
Aiyo, I plow down tracks like I'm out for revenge
Fuck
Young hot nigga they can tell they can tell
Yea I'm on fire yea bitch what's that smell
Straight gasoline like I'm sponsored by shell
Came from
you in stand by
Damn GOD damn GOD damn
King Bison
I just went ahead and
Said his name in vain
Hail to Mary man
I'm praying to the Saints
GOD forgive me
Talent show won gold singing "End of the Road"
Can't get it by me
Mike Schmidt, hot corner, don't even try me
Macho Man will snap on ya
Like a Goonie I was
There's five lanes, five bad brothers
Gonna migrate on your highway
Runners of gaming, at nine AM to the pavement
I'm on the new town by noon
The road is
when the cops picked you and Tino up
Rolling on your scooters, county road 81, jigs up
Had to lock the doors from the inside and hide the key
But he
some crack?
Than you did three days in a half
And then that fast you came back?
I'm starting to think you don't
Serve your full time in
Jail cause you
a sack
Everyday before juinor high I bought a six pack
And sold 'em for a buck a piece down by the track
And I never sold crack, did aluminum cans
Used
three times
Bitch, I'm 03, so I'm watchin' out for one time
I can turn a hater to a motherfuckin' punchline
Down later gators with a motherfuckin'
the drop, sittin low, 84s lookin dangerous
My swagga got me in da hood lookin like I was famous
My naked wrist look like it got hit by a couple of paintas
I'm
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