Lyrics:
everybody's scared cause the damage that I've done with two songs
Is probably more than their album did
Be afraid, be afraid I'mma get'cha
Little Lab's
I need to restock on all Jesus' truths and promises
Or I'mma be shellshocked from all the bullets flying and telling me to quit believing
Just keep
In the life we live as thugs
Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see
It's hard to be a man
Ridin' wit' my guns in hand
Why explain the game?
don't be
Give yourself prudence and love your friends
La France, rejoice your truth!
I I n the religion of the insecure
I must be myself
Respect my youth
In the life we live as thugs
Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see
It's hard to be a man
Ridin' wit' my guns in hand
Why explain the game?
to make a classic
Everybody
wanna be
heard Everybody
wanna be
seen
Everybody wanna be
known, and everybody
got some dreams
lil homie
came up
They still
Thousand dollar shades on
My lil' homies boost 'em
Songs bump in Houston like Trae
Tha Truth produced 'em silverback nigga
I suggest you get used
Young Gutta, Jody Breeze, Breeze
Boyz N Da Hood, everybody know me
Yeah, I'm Gorilla Zoe, Mr. 'Missed to stack the door'
Right there by the corner
It’s the age of…
Shut your damn mouth kid and stop spreading your bullshit
The truth is, everybody these days want to be the cool kid
Bit of fame,
Intro
Brain dead x2
The truth can be hard to swallow, it's like 10 shots out that bottle and they brainwash you till you follow cuz they know that
It takes everybody
Everybody's nobody they tryna be somebody else
Everybody's nobody they tryna be somebody else
Everybody's nobody they tryna be
go turn go come
I no know sey everything dey be like this
Na jeje mi ah dey wey I dey catch my trips
Shots on shot let's get drunk for this
Everybody
shit will never be the same
I know I’m on my own
Seen your Silhouette fall from the throne
Special nights it was us all alone
It’s harder for me so I
found
The world's a maze
Get lost, or be amazed
By, by ,by these pretty lies
The truth ahead don't settle in ya eyes
Open 'em wide, don't fall for this
a dad? I got hip hop
Look. My pen, my pad, the mic get rocked
Don’t cross me bro you might get popped
Whoa! Can’t be a gangster I might get shot
But…
I
guns too
It's not to be a racist, but let's face this
Wouldn't you if we could trade places?
I got lynched by some crooked cops and to this day
Them
(what)
How us young black thugs made history
We be some tru niggas on the rise
And we gonna ball till we fall
Two shots to my dead niggas on the wall
on Fred Allen's radio show
(47) Frederick Delius: 1862-1934
English classical composer one of the
Earliest to be influenced by
African American music
(48)
(like that)
Ninety-six gon' be that year
I bet you never heard of a playa with no game
Told the truth to get what I want, but shot it with no shame
(like that)
Ninety-six gon' be that year
I bet you never heard of a playa with no game
Told the truth to get what I want, but shot it with no shame
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
Ten minutes was the warmup, nigga
Get in tune
You wanna beef? Let's meet, hit my Zoom
I'm callin' shots
You in the bleachers mournin' every move
I
special, few and far between
Have that distinction – even less know it's a thing!
Just hear me out as I present to you my truths
So when I get popped
You can
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