Lyrics:
stupidity
By the way, you gangsters should know
One of your victims was a three-year-old girl
Well, you gang members, you
Still don't get it, do ya?
(With
to sink my fuckin' battleship
Turnin' on his flashers callin' up the dogs
Now my Lexus Coupe is flex surrounded by the hogs
Snatchin' out my seats,
I never want her
Now I want her back
Got me fucked up
Only call me when
You need some love
Cause your loves up
Now you only see me
When I'm coming
of the United States of America and Turkey
The NATO and the UN
May the soul of every innocent victim rest in peace
The world is watching
While my people getting
us new
You're making us new
Like polished silver
Our tarnished state is renewed
You're making us new
It's in our weakness that Your strength upholds
to the ground
The sound way too loud it is shaking your chest
I will never give less than the best
I am blessed with the clefts, hearing my music I bet you're
won't see me rest in peace
Z he a demon, he just gleece and told me check the piece
Soldier livin' tru forever, paper chasin', get the breesh
I don't
And got it by any means
And when you getting money
Is definitely when they scheme
Most likely its your days ones
Ain't really who they seem
Niggas fraudin'
with my 116 clique representing to you
We just want to put it down for the Lord Jesus Christ
City to city and state to state,
we keep running into more
Dope in the sixteen bars
Recited by yours truly
Fuck that bitch playin' Gucci
That's ratchet as fuck
I told her "back it on up"
My jacket matching
birth of agility
Who will it be to test me and expose their futility
Iron like a lion from Zion stop tryin' so hard
I think I smell your brain cells
This song here is dedicated to Danny Dan
May he rest in peace
Who at his funeral left us with the words that
He did it his way (uh-huh, uh-huh)
the strings in my hand
Peace to my mans, gotta go be with your fam more
(For real) For real I feel like the landlord
My niggas came a long way from
Keep my self harm at arms reach
So Please pardon the scrapes
A piece of the starch
Till I feel really parched
I could harbor good faith
P-peace
on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
A lotta stamps and brands, we like a barcode
I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media
on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
A lotta stamps and brands, we like a barcode
I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media
on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
A lotta stamps and brands, we like a barcode
I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media
like Vegas
Clap my hands then walk away from the table with ya payment
(How I'm paid?) Niggas abandon your village
I spit with a foul mouth like
a bug on the crawl
I'm sick of it all
And i'm begging for peace
No
Can't you just let me be free?
No
The master controlling my strings
Show
[Notorious B.I.G]
I went from construction Timbs, to Ac's with rims
Flippin mix tapes - to bitches feedin me grapes
Peep my mind state, Big Poppa
to bitches feedin' me grapes
Peep my mind state, Big Poppa flow is lethal
That weed wanna make my ass wanna kill four people
Fuck the game, gimme the chain
The problem with me is I'm the heart of the streets
Niggaz callin' for peace, they can't even call the police
If I ain't better than you I'm harder to beat
that buzzer
Only if Peace in my head, nahi toh nahi
Only if Cigs by my bed, nahi toh nahi
Only if Struggle for that bread, nahi toh nahi, nahi toh nahi
quickly, yo, the god study swiftly
Indian style, knees bent, hands together
Regulate, drop a cake in like each state
Money to make, first of the month,
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