Lyrics:
livin' it up
One way or another you'll be givin' it up, huh
I guess 'cause I'm black born
I'm supposed to say peace, sing songs, and get capped on
But
It came upon the midnight clear, that glorious song of old
From angels bending near the earth to touch their harps of gold
Peace on the earth,
lo! the days are hast'ning on,
By prophet bards foretold,
When with the ever-circling years
Comes round the age of gold;
When peace shall over all
so my soul
is a threat to all mankind. Born to kill, I'm wicked by nature, 'cause the streets of my neighborhood breed young hellraisers. A
30.06
chill by yourself, don't really sweat nobody
Speak to all the brothers and say peace to every hottie
But lurking in the ghetto is a germ that insist
deceived by the King of the North
He may scream peace but it's really gonna mean war (war)
Government come tumbling down we never need 'em no more (more)
pimp this gift
That only I possess
I illustrated that way to get the shit off my chest
I'm ghetto raise to amaze the crowd, it's quite simple
Km.G
it's not too late
(Baby, take Tevin by the hand)
(I'm sure you'll understand) I'm sure you'll understand
(Lady this is fate) Ohhh, ohhh
(Don't,
pulled over by one time
And when the 1999 rewinds
Didn't even make any strides
Murder all around the whole world it's nauseatin'
Everybody's hatin'
wish that I could hug her for mothers day too
And I feel the same way that you do
But we still gotta move on so she can just smile down on us
And I
Yes yes y'all
The best y'all, yes yes y'all
Huh, huh, huh, huh, yes y'all
If I ruled the world, was king on the throne
I'd make peace in every
'em with me, yeah
And I ain't worried 'bout no creature
Know you tryna sneak, yeah
They can't sneak up on me
Way I be like CP3, yeah
I'm a Calliope
still tryna figure out
I'm really gettin' the bag
Ain't chasin' clout
Run up another sack, buy my mama a house
They can tell I'm gettin' paid
By the way I
cum
Pretty ass smile, nice waist, perfect titties
Residing in Baltimore, the streets, hottest city
Rest in peace bro, all I know is get money
Can't see
It's that Young Sinatra IV shit right here
Rest in peace Mac Miller
It's been like ten years
Here we go, yeah
Visualizin' and realizin' my life
priceless nigga
You understand me? Either you wit us, or you ain't wit us
Either you in the huddle or ya out da huddle
Either you ride or pass and fly by
Step aside he's about to blow
In my teens I was really living low
Consumed by darkness my heart is starving
Look down on me the love you never show
Yo go and pray live yo mothafuckin life day by day
Yo go and pray live yo mothafuckin life day by day
Yo go and pray live you mothafuckin life day by
called
By the Shepherd of all
They too are called
By the Shepherd of all
Who knows them by name
What about peace what about grace
What about love, in
We only got 1 life 1 life
Yea
No time
To sit by
Yea
Our world will die if we don't try to change life yea
We only got 1 life 1 life
Yea
No
Better be in the house by sunset
Don't get caught by the wrong set
Knock ya ass off with no sweat
Everywhere my skin a big threat
Can't even drive in
Sky is the Limit and Freedom is my fate
Many caged little birdies hoping to escape
Shackled by the system, shattered by the distance
Tackled by
Lessened by the buy
Measured wide by word and gold
Waves come like a train
And there's no way of stopping them
The heainess is your pain
So long you don't
the trophies that he wins?
How do you judge a woman?
By a defamation, "whore", "bitch"?
Maybe by her age, her face, her shape...
Or is it by the way her kiss
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