Lyrics:
in from everywhere,
From New York,
To L.A.,
To the motherfuckin' Bay,
It's true,
I'm the man G,
I'm underground 106 can't ban me,
All on the air
away
Always running from consequence
Tryna make change out of pounds and pence
Money in my wallet goes to a fix for my head
You could call it medication,
Hemmingwell to Gleneagles on my mountain bike
Getting high in the racecourse every other night
Flying home on my jack jones A45
High offa life
No i don't carry
a crack home
Winter time getting cold, had to go to Bramlea
Steal a jacket up out of Jack Jones
Rogers had me get mad at the phone bills, switchin'
[Ghostface Killah]
I think it happened on a Saturday
I heard the phone ring, ding, ding
Who this? 'Vine yo..
Wise guy killed last night by
mind, you can step the fuck off, pops, fuck you
Had to play catch by myself, what a sorry sight
A pitiful plight, so I pray for a starry night
Please
To get the other man
And that night, the news came
The young man had killed himself
And the young woman was the one to blame
And the young woman could
was hard to see what's right
It was a dark stormy night when my brother took his life
In a room full of people who all had him in their sight. Man
They
you came from the hood
Then you probably gon' stay in the hood
Niggas get killed every single day in the hood
It never shines in the ghetto
It
that rude boy, bad boy, comin from the ville
Step to the Boot Camp, somebody get killed by me
The T-O-P, D-O-G, or my nigga Mr. S-T-R-A-N-G
Some of ya
That's why we go to thug mansion
That's the only place where thugs get in free and you gotta be a G
At thug mansion
A place to spend my quiet nights
That's why we go to thug mansion
That's the only place where thugs get in free and you gotta be a G
At thug mansion
A place to spend my quiet nights
the mainstream
Radio, road man and stage show
At the same time
Watch what "Too Many Man" and "Sunglasses
At Night" do in 2-00-9
Let me show you why I'm the King
buddy
So I gotta "day and night" like Kid Cudi
Especially wanna love me
She wanna thug me
I can take your girl away from you
Boi trust me
But I ain't even
a leader
(And it's me)
Can't be yo Aqua man
But I can save You from that storm, Like I'm Thomas Curry
You be Atlanna, like the braves
But you don't got
a mark on my Jack Jones
They're tryna leave their mark in hoes
Snakes in the grass so I mow my lawn
Yawn, dem man stay linking jawns
Bread on my mind, got
knees
Dom is just now thinking you gon be here by yourself
I'm getting out in five bro I really can't help
We still gon get you bread and play the hand
through, representin' Boot Camp Clik
In the night, who roll tight
I be that rude boy, bad boy, comin' from the ville
Step to the Boot Camp, somebody get
the middle of the night
The door burst open and in streamed the light
A man was thrown in more dead than alive
On his face I could see the blood glisten
welcome the feeling; I'm hopelessly alone
In a wormhole made from lethal fear
All color drained from the stratosphere
All life's been cursed by
The numbness and the pause that I get from it
I can never fall asleep with all that venisive
So many troubles and so much pain, I can't deal with it
I keep
up and shot him, that's not a duel
That's not funny man, you killed a man in cold blood
Filled him up with lead
Hey man I've got pistols
I've got
survival
What why'all want to do? They got us scuffled
(bullet high, get in your eye) if this was a fifth well I be drunk
I'm heated, them niggaz cheated,
even if I gotta
Fuck, suck and swallow in the parking lot
Gonzales Park, I'm followed by a married man, a father of three
My titties bounce
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