Lyrics:
caught by the Johnny's I ain't have no one to call
While you waiting stay patient but it's dangerous behind them walls
Police killing all my people I'm
right here in my bedroom, yeah! Say yeah!"
Know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna get one of those tracheotomies
So I can smoke two cigarettes at the same
years and I'm predicting my next relapse
When I spit these lyrics so don't look at me weird
When I start shifting gears and shit re-smears all over
game is so cold
Saints & Heathens
Live by the code
That's all that we know
Angels & demons
Beauties & Beasts
Bitches & hoes
Prisons & prescients
Stay
six cardinal colors:
Yellow, red, orange, green, blue, and purple
And there are 3, 000 shades
And if you take these 3, 000
Shades and divide them by 6
do your time you gotta man up and don't snitch on the next nigga
Imma keep it real wit cha
Niggas ain't real wit cha
Fake love being showed
years old
By God's grace, I'll see 40 years more
Still, I'm here for a very short time, then I'm gone
I appreciate every day above ground
And I
Kozy Korner bet your dollar there's an open bar seat
4x4 sittin' high crawlin' by
Tommy full of pride pullin' next years derby winner
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Give me some time to breathe
Everything been going so fast
Look at all the time that's passed
Fourteen years gone by in a flash
I got so many
you take the whole of time represented by one year
But only in the first few moments of the 1st of January
It's a long way to go
And no, we're not
possibly
Conceived of Shakespeare
So we can never possibly imagine our destiny
Look, if you take the whole of time represented by one year
But only in
a way to bring out the best in me baby
Bring out the best in me
2 years flew by
I went missing like a phantom
But I still think we make a good tandem
heels that you got at Frederick's,
Same time you and your mommy got that crotchless underwear last year for Christmas,
And I want you to stroll back
(Aha)
Everybody talkin' 'bout the way hip-hop ain't the same
Suckers kidnapped the game
I know the biggest in the business, and no joke
Half of 'em
a sentence
The product of sharing thoughts in the same station
Stuck in a cycle no clues are given no rules are written
The answer is far from showing signs
barbeque ribbs big burgers and Coke
Next time you see me I´ll be skinny and it ain´t no joke
And now he´s sittin´ in the corner lookin´ like he´s lost all
what we owe our forbearers, one another, and generations to follow.
So with purpose and resolve, we turn to those tasks of our time. Sustained by faith,
better by days, not leaving I'm gonna stay
I'm going psycho like 100 I rage
Don't get me started, y'all better know the world will be mine
Just like my
The timeline getting tedious
Variants of the same things
No delta, no omicron
It's Tik Tok then the time gone
The construct that we call home
Is not so, rather
run the average user about $900 a year
Purchases are one-time purchases, and when the next upgraded version debuts a discount
For being a loyal customer
back years
And bring them back here
For all my niggas locked and got life years
I'm on my grind all the time this the last year
We gon' starve flea
to change all of my ways nigga
And in a couple years I won't be that same nigga
That same nigga, same one they used to laugh at
Little did they know I was
been two years, you're sitting in the same spot
Chilling in the same blocks
Me and you are different
You talk about beef
While I plan your route home
and hotter and flying on by
Better looking less of same I`m on my way to up the road to the next thing
You see me burning hotter and hotter and the years go
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