Lyrics:
me feeling obese
But I chose to decrease, so you can increase
Here I am, standing in Your House Lord
Open heart and letting you in
Nothing can gon' us
throw up your hands and drop your mic
'Cause I'll go third, and he'll go fourth
By the fifth you're dissed cause you lost
Six is your beat down,
your house
Call my crooked man, he split the whole town
Fuck the whole world, burn it all down
We got the blades up right now
Stitch my arms, we come
wanna face it alone
I need to look deep down in your eyes
And know you're home
Gonna throw my arms around you
And hold you tight
Gonna throw my arms
The life of a G
If my death is anything like my life
Then I'mma die like a G
Throw your hammers up in the sky just for me
I don't live in
or store away in barns
And yet your heavenly Father feeds them
Are you not much more valuable than they?
Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour
cartridges
I'm low down and stressed, I go around the rest
Of the house looking for Granny to throw down the steps
And when it's your turn - oh you know
do it all for the gold
So you taking your final breath
The last person who tried forcing me?
He met death
You don't want smoke with him
Got weapons in
oh, yes there will (oh, yes there will, yeah baby)
This old arm of mine won't have to throw no more rocks
'Cause I'll have my cookie here with me all
(Hey, oh, mm)
You can stack it all up, brick by brick
Throw it in the fire stick by stick
Hold it in your hand, watch it slip through it like
What's your favourite scary movie?
Live from the dungeon, we coming
Y'all besta be running, we coming
Y'all don't want none of this gun an'
I don't
how we want
Cause we don't give a fuck
The night is young and we ain't
Young and we only live once
So why not make this one night to remember
Throw your
Lisa? you can "crash in my room
Todd's "makin me scared, but I'm "facin my fear"
He grabs Lisa by her arm, You ain't "stayin nowhere
I pushed him away
leaving me no choice, but to raise these three kids all by myself
I will not wait for you
A gift
To come home
I threw the candles out
Left your food
twin grab a arm pick this nigga up
Knitty turn his face to me let me break him up
I throw him up against the wall and put a hole in his face so big
the same
Hold me in your arms again
I need your love
I need your time
When everything's wrong
You make it right
I feel so high
I go alive
I
South suicide Queens, all niggas
Gather up all your arms
And get ready for this New World Order
Shit is about to change, motherfucker
I'm Miss
South suicide Queens, all niggas
Gather up all your arms
And get ready for this New World Order
Shit is about to change, motherfucker
I'm Miss
hand and a mouthful of scotch
Spinnin' me around like a tilt-a-whirl on his arm
Houses need paint, winters bring snow
Kids, come on in before your
with your friends
You can guide me by the small of my back when we’re in a very crowded place
I can write your name down put it in a heart
And get a bad
Strap in back to the corners droppin' on to spin the tires
My man define ya 357 anaconda
This enough to bring your mama then turn around and hear
Strap in back to the corners droppin' on to spin the tires
My man define ya 357 anaconda
This enough to bring your mama then turn around and hear
fallin' in love and these niggas wanna get rid of me
Moso, goso, tight around niggas, nigga, like a chokehold
You can put that needle to your arm now, turn
with that live shit, I kill it fast
I throw a search party for your fuckin' stankin' ass, nigga
'Cause it's a motherfuckin' rep thing
You got a set
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