Lyrics:
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The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
(myles goodwyn)
Published by northern goody two tunes, ltd./capac - ascap
On assignment to the new world
They said there'd be more chance for war
Yeah, trappin' like the Carter yeah
Double MG, we gon' crush y'all
If it's fuck me, then it's fuck y'all
Niggas, they don't want war
Spent a hundred
with cars in the lot
And a death star first class flying around
They say bein' by yourself is the loneliest spot
But I never feel alone with my Sonys
million, four billion, four hundred million
All over the planet earth
Arise you Gods, it's the time for the revolutional war
That's the mental war
That's
Through the loneliness of midnight
I fell in love with a star
Shot by blinding rays of starlight
An arrow straight through the heart
Luminous beneath
ice on my heart and put tats on my scars (no)
Might won a battle but lost the war (lost the war)
1017, we bought the bar
I got sixty shots in this
achin'
I've been by a weapon since the 11th
Stars and stripes vs. a star and crescent
God's blessin', be a soldier, I gotta speak out on Oprah
I'm
Plus, I'm smokin' cookie, blow Biscotti by the zip
I got it on my hip
Ayy, money on the way (money on the way)
All I see is hundreds all day (all
I came in this world by myself, so I don't need no friends
I'd rather have it this way, it's okay, it's okay
You muh'fuckers gon' respect me, 'cause
star dishes, different exotic fishes
Man this shit if fuckin' ridiculous, fuckin' ridiculous
How should I begin this? I'm just so offended
How am I
I killed the rumors that I'm running out of gas, no
My back piece, black ink by ? war chiefs
Speech pay a hose, Palomino, bow and arrow flow
Colt
A hundred years after that…fucked
A hundred years after you get free you still getting fucked out of jobs
And shot at by police you see what I'm saying
Cuz
of call
But the seas were rough
And the ice was tough
And they were hit with frozen squalls
By January's Ides
They were two hundred miles
From their first
of Grime
You write a hundred million different flows
I write that classical line
To last me my whole life time
Yes, I wouldn't like me either
If I had a flow
enemies get viciously torn up by my cavalry
That's constantly shootin' for this life of equality
Fatality, supreme victory, some war stories
Misery bring
In the cold of the evening, they used to gather.
Neath the stars in the meadow, circled near the old oak tree.
At the times appointed.. by
some that purple (green blue)
100 cent high
Please don't go away (don't go)
I'm not good with goodbyes
Please don't hurt me, know you can
I see red in
Godlike descendants
Bionic brains fueled by primal malevolence
Forward to combat
Great sapiens war machine
From star to burning star
We reap
Come baptize
the winter war
Lonely like a wolf a deadly shot from afar
The sky was dotted with stars
As many as men in hundreds of wars
Cold thick fog it was bitterly
(yeah yeah)
Hundred rounds, brrr, spend live by (brr)
Drankin' purple lean, fuck my sky dive
Ridin' in them Wraiths like a shotta (skrrt skrrt)
ain't my son I am not the father
He throwing ones gotta get his quap up
Choppa be singing like Janis Joplin
If he talk I go Star Wars and get my squadron
does
I asked me a question, no reply
I dreamt me a life and lived a lie
...dream me a nightmare
I traveled the stars but passed them by
For trapped
grab hold of they gun
They need hundreds of dollars but
They're holding the one
A single, while their children are hypnotized
By hard price commercial
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