Lyrics:
dying
Is a fixture in your dreams
la la la, la la
The world's floatin' around
All safety netted and square and all peculiar
Powered back then by
the need to say shit
On a route where my life is a vacation
Headed south blowing down in different places
Green by the ounce you know we blazing when we pull
vouch
I put it in her mouth
All my nigg vouch
Hold it down deep in the south
They try to count me out
I'm right back on they ass now
Niggs got me bent
I
Cancer Season finna run up
In your house, angel number
Shake n Bakin, Ricky Bobby
OG Bobby Johnson hobby
Breathe into it, kamikaze
Bomb the industry, watch
was the last time
That time Casey was layin' up in the South Memphis yard waitin' for train time
Mrs. Casey was havin' a bad time Mrs Casey was havin'
Killin legends before primes
Daughters don't make it to prom
Where I'm from in the slums
You either go and get it done
Or be the one gettin done
Live by
There's safety in numbers
'Cause love lies in 2 by 2's
And tucked under my covers are
All my meories of you
Day 1, you were the only one
Day
him put his cards up
Your hands, your wrists and neck was rocked up
Now 23 hours a day you locked up
Your girl, she out in the world, knocked up
By
locked up
Your girl, she out in the world, knocked up
By some cat you supposed that shot up
Man enough to eat steak wit em, get cake em
But you scared
the slop
I keep it hip hop for ya'll, we don't stop
Got ladies by the flock, no safety on the glock
Stop, look and listen when the semi auto's pop, your
[Intro:]
KRS One : Pop pop pop pop!
KRS One : Go uptown, go uptown, go uptown, go uptown (in the background)
(repeats while Tim Dog is speaking)
inside, you feel safe inside
But your safety's in a number of closed minds
I'm an outsider, unlimited, you call beyond the pale
If that makes me socially
ask if I'm crazy
Even yo babies need safety
When I come in like Afganistán
And pop anotha Ativan
With the gat in hand
After I pray to Satan
That my
Left my wallet in El Segundo
Left my wallet in El Segundo
Left my wallet in El Segundo
I gotta get, I got-got ta get it
I left my wallet in El
Left my wallet in El Segundo
Left my wallet in El Segundo
Left my wallet in El Segundo
I gotta get, I got-got ta get it
I left my wallet in El
Let's begin
What where why or when
Will all be explained
Why destruction is a game
See I'm not insane
In fact I'm kind of rational
You hop in, dos perros negros in the car
We roll out, through the city not too far
Stop by water, streaming East it's not gone South
Trust me in this
and the Santa Fe, the Sheffield and Sir Tristram
Death by death the roll of honour grows
Till the fighting fizzles out in bitter winter gales
Far too late for so
gone that's regardless
Drive-by, niggas bow down
Thought I'd rot in jail, paid bail, well niggas out now
Throw up your hands if you thugged out
First
awareness month itself a part of Plastic free july
UV safety awareness month
I guess that's a campaign for proper care and storage of black lights and by
Money stacking taller than The Great Khali
I'd spit in Cali but they'd all think that I rep South Beach, how I bring the heat
Ain't a Butler in
whole no Pac-Man
(woah)
Whole life is right in front of me but stress cloudin' up my vision
Cursed by what I should've done can't remember why I didn't
falling off never been upon checklist
Been overlooked ignored and still put numbers up
In my world I'm number one yall just some runners up
I know I lapped
Multiply that number by ten
You get a lot of answers
When you want a dildo in their ass
That's not for me
Boy sit down have a seat
Then add a wink I see your
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