Lyrics:
leave um all dead, outline 'em in chalk
She be on her grind everyday Tony Hawkin'
I be on the side clap clap I applaud and
They just stop and stare when
left me in pieces
Wrote all my thoughts in a song
I hope that she sees this
I gave her the world
She left me in pieces
She wrote me a letter that said
a note murder is all she wrote
Yeah yeah that's all she wrote
Yeah yeah she left a note
Yeah yeah Murder she wrote
She left a note
That's all she wrote
I
we're not tryin to hear that...
Yo, forget it, we gonna kick it off like this:
(Ain't no doubt that we will
y'all don't just understand)
(Let me ask you
you thank you
And all of that, yo
Before I get this wreck I want to give a strong shout
To all the positive brothers and sisters that's out there
live with the lies,
And normally I don’t try to bring Life back from death but my love still aint died,
You see that all the things that you told
that you might try weighin' it
Hated by many but I hate 'em back
Loved by troopers who know where it's at
You might like me, might think I'm wack
But
never known
But he never wrote a song for Linda
And she was right there all along
Loved him back to life
When his luck ran low
But he never
Hawkins
Sucking your teeth cause God chain-talking
Like Ghostface this, Ghostface that
Ghost sold crack, now we revelations spoken through rap
Veloured
Hawkins
Sucking your teeth cause God chain-talking
Like Ghostface this, Ghostface that
Ghost sold crack, now we revelations spoken through rap
Veloured
I'm walkin
Midnight stalkin', all the suckers be hawkin'
And I max while you be waxin' your Cadillacs
Smooth as a fax, but I can cut you like
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up (remix)
Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the sun is up
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
that craazy old weak assed shit
and after all of that
She still walked away
How ya gonna diss your boy
To get some play?
And when I stepped to him about
sing like Opera
Ain’t the phantom, get your top knocked off
Talking all that shit and I be dripping no
I ain’t talking no hot sauce
I’m plugged in just
endless road
Allah protect my soul
Cause all that glitters on niggas necklaces isn't gold
A rose from a concrete grows and then it blossoms
My stepmother
Wakanda yea
The exaggerated swagger of a Black King
And NBL be running shit just like a track team
She said she love me, I'm like coo whatever that means
that, pass the motherfuckin' blunt)
I know you Latin shit, burn the fuck out (I hate when motherfuckers do that shit)
Y'all know there's a lot of MC's
How that boy say he gon' pull up with sticks
And he ain't nowhere to be found
No burger the big mac hawkin him down
All my niggas on go you can't be
that she ain't impressed by you
Just as i expected now you look so pitiful
F*** boys pop bottles
Make some noise when you smash models
It's that time
a measure
I'm talking every endeavor
This type a chic is quite clever
When she putting
All that shit together
Can't trust that zone
Cause her poppa was
talking every endeavor
This type a chic is quite clever
When she putting
All that together
Can't trust that zone
Cause her poppa was a rolling stone
Leave
Gavin Cato got hit when they
Ran that red light
Over a decade of healing but the scars remain
Both families involved still harbor the pain
Age thirteen:
drinked, I smoked, we talked
I admit that I told it all (our phone, we talked, it off)
From my good points to my faults (faults)
She said "What about
it'd all be grey
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I
Got out
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