Lyrics:
stepped up, so what up?
Tryna make bread with these damn cold cuts
I cold crush every beat that I touch
My words silk and my flow is pure plush
Tell
illegal funds
Why this stripper, she didn't let me fuck? Still kept all the ones (damn)
Damn (damn), and I ain't no sucker
House by the lake with
advice is move clever
They all know bullets don't got names
So they bound to go through whoever
Every day could be yo last day
Made like five thousand
like
Ba-da-da-da-da-da-da couple of bullets are comin' your way then it jam
Like god damn
Then I pick up somethin' quicker, start killin' everything
if he try
To take a flight again
It's simple and plain
(plane) I let it fly when the flight come in
The white come in
You slow? Go to Google search
wasting half is life on sniffing glue
Now he's reformed, working for the red the
White and blue
Plain sailing, safe surfing
Pocket full of back stab
on The Warm Up yo
When he did the Last Call on the warmup I was like "Damn I'm tryna do mine
So since this joint got that vibe I'ma do my Last Call right now
forever
And I think that my delusions are so clever
And I'll stay at this fountain until I'm young forever
And I think that my delusions are so clever
Your nigga be broke lame a shame damn I knew he was capping now,
Ain’t got no bread uh ugh crumbs niggas be dumb no capping now,
For by the fool but I’m
that rep colors is doing the same thing
Pass it to the left so I can smoke on me
A couple drive-bys in the hood lately (chyea)
Couple of IV's with
down
Oh.. my headphone fell off.. damn..)
[Killah Priest]
Death come to those who oppose
Knockin' at the door, holding a rose
In plain clothes,
baby, oakland town
Can't understand why I'm so down I'm not a white wall, I'm a vogue like seen
On white wheel I roll got a fresh new beat, made ya get
head is saying yes but my feet is stallin'
So many walkin', by the end they fallin'
But I got to have it, like Eve and the apple
She had to grab it, I
flaunting (Run that)
Why are these streets so taunting
Make it out is a promise
Get to a Mil like I'm Adonis (On my Bucks)
White sand in Saint Thomas
Native
93
Got Damn
Yessir
Say my pops
Use to cook the good dope
Shit all white like the good pope
Pops sold the good dope
I ship the green
I catch
Make the whole galaxy call it scripted
Held ya deep within a different world
Lightly, so only are to wane vain main
Never plain, stained brains
Try
of it all, I'll Pull back & crossbow
Yo, I'ts Chaos motherfuckers, You'll reap what you sow
Duck down and stay low or get Mowed down by a pro
Don't react
with that prison shit US is militant
CCA private so they need residents
Rap music promote guns and violence
The white man sit back and get rich off that
here for a reason on a particular path
You don't need a curriculum to know that you a apart of the math
Cats think I'm delirious but I'm so damn
a heat seeker with a meat clever never been a eager beaver
But I guess this is goodbye it’s always so hard to say goodnight
When ya know your star is
hoe
Livin off three other men
Nah you aint wanna face it tho
Aint got one damn thing to show
At the parties facin snow
Always gettin white girl wasted
down
Oh.. my headphone fell off.. damn..)
[Killah Priest]
Death come to those who oppose
Knockin' at the door, holding a rose
In plain clothes,
Accompaniment to illustrious vibration
The Kick-drum let's the snare pop
That boom-bap makes your head bop
To the musical melodies synthesized by the key
Bored
my face
A fool could get his head split
A lot of doubters
Said it couldn't be done by me
them same suckers
Are now lookin' from under me
Wonder'n what
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