Lyrics:
than yours
I'm just on some other shit
I'm all about the beats and the lyrics
So when you hear it you can feel it
The vibe is energized by
than yours
I'm just on some other shit
I'm all about the beats and the lyrics
So when you hear it you can feel it
The vibe is energized by
with a nigga, ma, whatever you do
If your heart and mine is numb, rewind the times
To when blows the limelight boys was rhyming
And we hit the mall,
irony is fun (yaaay!!),
at some point early when drunk on electric kisses,
i'd apparently notarized forms excusing scalp slippage (sign this),
the pain
Long live Cecilia
They think I'm doing something now
I've been plotting this shit for a long time
They say they proud of me how
I was dead ass broke
a lot
Of work to do brother but
I wan't you to remember how
You feel right now man
Remember that you were alive for this man
This is really big my dude
To kill, is why I live
My God, gives eternal life
Slice you, I watch your blood flow
Rotten brains, I feed 'till I'm full
Pressure building,
to be solved
I got a lot on my heart, scorn the weary
Never believin' no woman
'cause bitches lie on the frequent
Live and die by this gun
Niggas ain't
put the Henny on ice
Live our nights like we don't follow Christ
For my blood I'd put blood on a knife
I can't force you to value your life
Come from
our organization
And today he must step up and be made
And I think you all know
Who's this guy mayn?
This guy is Silkk, Silkk the Shocker
His
as beautiful as yourself
When you tell me your mine
My ears perk up
Like a dogs, when their owner arrives
It feels like a dream
But this is real life
Please
and outa nowhere, G.E. Smith comes over to save me.
You remember G.E. Smith?
He played for the Saturday Night Live Band and used to tour with Hall and Oates
you
This special time, this special place,
is brightened by your special face;
the gang will soon sing Auld Lang Syne,
and touch this
they died
You can best believe they're watchin'
Over thee from the sky
Never asked for this misery
But look at what you're gettin'
It's a blessin' in
yo Black T, I had this dream about this cream
I'm going all out for mines by any fuckin' means
We grabbed our pen and pads
And wrote about this
the obituary
We got no feelings for ya
We're breakin hearts, choppin breaks apart
Technically we grab you with the state of art
Let it start, pause your
tears
On day offs nice but inside when it’s
Cold out it’s not quite right
And it’s getting real old indeed, yeah
But you’rе too weak to even
See your
nigga, attackin' ya.
These 4-5 hollow tips will have you backin' up.
I only do my dirt at night like dracula.
I'm wanted by the feds, these
Manute, Pain, Syke, Cochran, Mopreme
It's sad dog
Can you picture us rollin'?
Can you see me ho?
Is y'all ready for me?
We up out this bitch
Any time
out your whore mind
Bringing chicks up from my old time
If you with me be happy I'm a gold mine
I'm still spending dough from 09'
I just wanna love
zombies, COD killa cam
I've been like needing money ain't no days sunny cuz u gotta make it for yourself
Everyone talking biggie, but they really silly, but
I'm back at it again, full of passion, this' the prequel
I rejected all the evil, it got hectic, almost lethal
But my mind is too strong for anyone
She caught the bus at 5:06
That's in the AM for all you little trust-fund kids.
And it's a 45 minute trip
If she ain't in by 6, she'll catch
There's a box in my old bedroom
Where all the letters live that you wrote to me
They are far from words of wisdom
But I can almost hear you speak
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