Lyrics:
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I'm miles ahead of you standing in place
I did the race and I still beat the case
It ain't safe, had to go put up new gates
Just know your place,
family and
Friends Pumping your gums for threats, then the fun
Begins A violation, or either somebody runs out of
Patience No fist fights, reaching, hammer
a maze in a case of glass
Assume while I consume doomed souls, then I laugh
Can't let it shatter, if it does I'm gone soon after
Tortured by the one
yah
Amicable image you're displaying will change somebodies life
Insinuations from people will make you invest in taking your life
Pack your luggage
Fuck that, eight doobies to the face
Fuck that nigga twelve bottles in the case nigga, fuck that
Two pills and a half, wait nigga, fuck that
Got
Parlay, and I stepped out hardcore
I tipped the boy park the car in the front
Not the back, in case I have to run and get my strap
I walked inside, somebody
to catch a case for this alcohol
I’m tryna see a better day
But It’s safe to say i stay for this alcohol
By fourth grade I drank a forty ounce of malt
case you stop on by
You tried to teach me how to dance
But everything ain't romance
All I want is somebody to love
All I want is somebody to love
All I
Maybe you're out tonight
With somebody else by your side
Oh oh oh oh
You forgot about me, yeah
And I guess you're moving on
You got sick of me like
Now I'm viewed as a money bag
Can tell by your posture
The question that you gonna ask
Brothers killing each other
Over this sucker shit
Y'all keep
The disgusting pig this person is
Calling a dead child a monkey
But telling people somebody talked
About your child that never talked about
Your
matter, nightstick or bring your big trigger
Our nation is protected by some pro-Black niggas!
[Professor X]
Making note of some minors. I'm not talking
matter, nightstick or bring your big trigger
Our nation is protected by some pro-Black niggas!
[Professor X]
Making note of some minors. I'm not talking
(you dead, you dead)
It's just like the movies (gettin' fucked)
Screaming and hollering, hooting (fresh meat)
A black guy said, "I'll break your back"
the same shit that divided us
We yelling out pledging black love but we kill each other nigga now what
Forming gangs in elementaries
So they keeping us in
trynna get by
Day to day struggling with shit so you get high
And staying drunk on the regular
Talking dope talk on your cellular
But in this game
Moonlight in the skies
Ma heart finda love
What i have is mine
Touching me the skies
Love is having by
Not to say goodbye
Black is just alive
Black
give me back the same middle finger, they be throwing up
They can't afford the pints, by the case that we po'ing up
Young in the game, it's time
the presidents secretary is chillin' in his leather chair
[Chorus]
Lemon to a lime, lime to a lemon
When you need a toga-black, hire black linen
Your
as well put a smile upon my face
Just in case somebody's feeling low down
I can turn it around
I can right a wrong
give me just one song
Now I could
I'm sorry for your loss
It's somebody dead in the car and it's probably one of yours
The writing all across the window in the walls
Whether it was
and games
Until somebody get hurt
[Chorus]
Way now over there
I'm a now how to make a nigga beg please
When a bullet goes by
Probably feel a little
careless
How I perished
Man somebody please call my momma
Did I die by the hand
Did I die by the gun
I don't know
Did I die by the hand
Did I die by the gun
off in this dirty game
Got niggas doin 40
When you 25 that's life
I guess when your career is sellin dope somebody got to pay the price
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