Lyrics:
fuckin fifty deep
But they be fuckin cowards when they by theyselves
You know who I'm talkin about
(You know who I'm talkin about) that's right
You ain't
side
Even though I loved them and it caught me by surprise
Either I'm gonna make it out dead or alive
If I can live my dreams then I would rather die
answer me,
Is this your justice ?
Violets won't change this
Hey we gonna jack this city now
(just do it)Shake up the vibe
Hey you wanna jack this
the day they start to fade
And I'm gonna leave this world behind
There ain't no future but the one that's in your eyes
We still got time, we still got
Uh-huh, now what we gonna do
Take it from the Eastside to the country
Ya feel me? Ya feel me?
Ya feel me? Tchka-tchka-tchka
Check the chorus
Turn around and die (Sonny Digital)
Watch this
Daddy wasn't there
It isn't fair
How he ain't care
Daddy wasn't there
It isn't fair
How he
gonna beat it
Cuz we gotta trust
There's a love to believe in
Confession Time, Confession Time
Do or Die
On the Rise, On the Rise
Feeling death inside
we might die
No explanation why
So I'm gonna try
I won't be that guy
Reminded every time
You post
Got a different man
To show
You Tryna be petty
Need an answer now
Only one I like
You will be denied
We're gonna burn it all somehow
But if it burns too close all we do is hide
As we're standing still
get shot by the beast
Hands up still left dead in these streets
HcNDS UP KILLING BLcCK BODIES MUST CEcSE
YOUR TIMES UP
We gotta make change
Fuck
Over The Hills And Valleys I Trod
My Journey's Been A Lightning Rod
Dis One Here Weren't Planned By The Gods
Still I Rise Through The Cloud Of Odd
deceived, by the deceptions indeed
Who mechanically breed at methodical speeds
Distorting your genes, aborting your dreams
As coarse as it seems
Aiyyo, Work
wasting my time
You need a positive attitude
Or you're gonna live a useless life"
Ten years on and I'm fucked
Should have just sat still and learned my
don't
Go please. imma strive Imma make it win a
Grammy and I'm gonna thank you in a dope speech
"There you go agin kid too much
You ain't gonna make it
the sky
Ain’t gonna say goodbye
Feel the waves pass on by
Now you hear the mind of me
See my heart and watch it beat
with a gun by the groin
And what are friends for
I'm still the boss don't get sent for
Roger that 10-4
Nigga send me, point 'em out, where he at? I got
soon
See the situation we sophisticated goons
I know you live by the gun then you die by it too
Niggas call me prophecy, swagging and philosophies
to provide
Takes a cold heart to watch someone choke
Averting their gaze and slowly driving by
Parents grow old and we watch them slowly die
Taxes unfold
name
Do you die inside
When people mention your name
I know I can't lie
I can't cry tonight
Baby stay by my side
And we'll ride for the rest of our days
living Im alive
From the 70s no jive
Im still young and Im still flyy
With my motto do or die
I made misery my hope
My people know to survive
I am
depressed
Sang a hundred lines about progression but I'm still a mess
I hoped I'd die at least a couple of times
Request denied, guess I'm not gonna d
ie
This morning I woke up still dreaming
With memories playing through my head
You'll never know how much I miss you
The day that they took you, I wish
"Yeah Brandon, this is grandpa um I'm gonna be gone tonight
But why don't you give me a call sometime tomorrow ah
I was just wondering if there's
gon' fly
Got a little kick, but it ain't no tired
Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride
Now we goin' hard like I ain't gonna die
Meek Mill!
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