Lyrics:
know they don't wanna go back, no glory
Scene IV, the pimp got took out by Barry's brother
We got this tip on some new fresh bait
Money in their heads
horns and my pitchfork
Are still back at my crib
But I can lay a quake on you
That'll level this whole jail down
'Cause I swear by all unholy
I'm gonna
I gotta get back to 'rado
I've been missing my old home
Cause this place brings me back to when I was
All alone
Gotta get back to freedom
I've been
not to Def, I'm not impressed
I'm not amused, I'm not confused
I'm not the dude
Grown man business, I am not in school
Put your hand down, youngin
This
made it in there was no crowd going crazy
Bear vs a dog, is this even a fair fight?
Put you on a leash, you are bark I am all bite
I'm in my 20s, you're
They done waking up a beast inside this cage,
No this young man can't be tamed
He feels way too lonely
His brothers by his side he got Y'V
Walking round
This world is not my home
This is an old man's land
I'm doing all I can
You're my only friend
Please God, please God
bring me on out, out
Miracle,
If you don't know by now, we runnin' the game
Neck froze, got a mill' on the chain
Show respect to Cen' and Trade
Cut the check, believe we're
I'll sing you a true song of Billy the Kid,
I'll sing of the desperate deeds that he did,
Way out in New Mexico, long long ago
When a man's only
of the stormy weather
Pleasure and pain is all in this trip
Only scripts to flip is these old Mo Thug hits
This click of soldiers, who keep it real until
One very familiar type of song is the christmas carol. although it is perhaps a bit out of season at this time. however, I'm informed by my "disk
to me.
Leave me alone.
I'll come down in the end.
I cannot stand this man
Now you've found me.
Don't sing that sad old song.
Be strong for
Yuh
I met this girl the other day four years ago be exact
And I never thought in my life that she'd be the one changing that
Thought bet let's have
told ya
This means war, as if by Sister Souljah
To think that the X would ever take a fall
After gettin all of this, man you're crazy
years old thugging
Shoot, I said who we, we don't even speak
DJ Cannon blamming in the middle of the street
Come on
I go hard
See me running down
one-on-one
Take this dope, hit a one on one
Ain't nothing else to do, she wanna cum for fun
I'm by myself, I brung no one
Nigga, she want me like Givenchy
In
become a young man again
So is this the plant against any decay
by which a mortal man can attain his survival?
I will bring the plant back to my own land
clear
“Exactly the value of the light”
“Young man,” said the old lampmaker
“Love your God and don’t forsake Her
“But this light’s the very holy source
It's either eat or get ate, ain't no rules in this shit, you know how these streets play
I keep it on me, gold chains on my neck, bad bitch by my side,
human
Don't know what to do with my hands
Don't remember how I got this far
Cause I'm a big old garbage man
Don't remember how to be human
Don't know
in our new life from this
I guess I'm a chip off the old block
Sitting in a booth with some friends sipping on ciroc
Everybody's talking bout me like
faster
She never made eye contact and her frown began to bend
She said This was my daughter Sally and my old boyfriend
I lost him in an accident and lost
multiverse?
I really hate it, as I write this verse
Man, I miss the old times
When it changed I wish I knew the signs
The weather now gives me a strange vibe
We could meet at the hotel
I got told on by my closest dawg that I know well
Rap game turned to bunch of coke heads, bunch of old heads, couple new
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