Lyrics:
know what im saying?
Look, we about to go I 255, [yeah]straight up to Memphis.
[ya show]See what im saying, Paul said he gone meet us by Wal-Greens, we
fall in love
Pshyche that's a damn lie
Ladies put ya hands high every woman should get that one man to stand by
It's called devotion, emotions could
And yeen catch it
God sent me sign i was just blind 2tha message
I understand now
But see i gotta plan now
Dont wonna loose you so im doing all i can
Sincerely Yours
I was bread a boss
Southside Sin been a O.G. (Yea)
Push the pedal
to the medal
hit 2 Hunnid...
Black Ice
Whip smelling
like new money
SMG
11.Pain Is Stuck
(hook)
Homie this life is a bitch an i aint got nowhere to run ima fuck her till im rich and bust bands when im done i got goals ima
found what I thought I did)
Since it's been two years that a granny of mine had passed away
I hope, I can record a song, in which ma' poetry could say
Young Money, they go
Sittin' on the toilet, smokin' on some medicated
Countin' loose thousands, I'm living good, they aggravated
Two things on my
(Intro: Freak Tha Monsta)
This shit is light work!
It's time to stack the bar on 'em
You know
Hey yo, Kwest talk to 'em
Come on
(Hook: Scratches)
cuttin up
My eyes muddied up
Smoke a swisha
Till I get a little dizzy
Ask myself, who the fuck is you think you Run my city
We ain't even in tha same
that's
Poetic sin, Poetic sin, (uh uh, woah)
Poetic Sin, Poetic Sin (yeah, yeah)
Poetic Sin, Poetic Sin
There's no roses without rain,
No goals
bunch of sins
They forced me to become a shut in, loony bin
I just stay in one or two lanes babe
Don't follow I'm just trying to escape
This pain I'm
could teach em a lesson
By my lone so I can do it for my kids two
Sisters murdered brother doin bis (business)
I promised the clip I had to do it big
My
Some cats grow by the laws of the wild
Some learn slower and lag in the mud
Some stand up in defense of a style
Some let the big dogs eat them up
depletes
Manifesting anger
One letter short of danger
Pain only makes you feel alive
Love all, Trust few
Leave the garbage by the road
Leave that shit in
know from the streets
Don’t wanna here all that talk and rara
Smoking on that huff and it ain't no zaza
Pop pop smart mouth put cha by ya feet
Smell it
hiding sins behind Qur'an's & Crosses.
Heard a nigga say, "Welcome 2 tha jungle",
Looked over & saw my crackhead uncle,
Who was half ass humble when his
Check it out
This is my shit fo real
Its gunna be off tha hook
Peep this out
The Kon Artist nigga
[Kon Artist]
The Kon Artist born liar
Lie to your
I stop and I pray to god, O lord forgive my worthy life
And help me through this pain of mine
pray and I pray I pray
That I could just see the light
a wraith on the scene, I'm reachin two years in age
left by a pole in and pamper and sheded tears full of rage
I told her I want to go, and that's
chest, grab ya by da neck
I hit you with da Tec, Onyx in affect, WE ALWAYS COME CORRECT!
Smack tha taste out ya muthafuckin' mouth!
Big DS, I show ya
stunts, and drinkin' brew
For the criminal acts done by criminal crews
(2X) ‘Father forgive them for they know not what they do'
For disregarding what is
or should I give her 2. ba-bies
Mi go find The key to her heart
So me zone in
Girl 1+1 is two
but that ain’t me and you
we’re like spring
Young Money, they go
Sittin' on the toilet, smokin' on some medicated
Countin' loose thousands, I'm living good, they aggravated
Two things on my
Yo, this is DJ Quik
Takin' a second out with Tha Dogg
Pound to let y'all know somethin'
If you're lookin' in the Source
Mag and don't see me
It's
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